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the lacrosse championship

It had been a few weeks since Lara Jean had begun "dating" Peter, and she had been consistently attending his lacrosse games. Friday night was the championship, and Lara Jean had to be there for Peter.
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The night before the championship game, Peter and Lara Jean we're hanging out with Kitty at the Covey household. As they sat around playing games and eating pizza, Lara Jean yawned and was beginning to fall asleep.
Feeling someone nudge her, Lara Jean looked and saw Peter smiling with his perfect smile.
"Looking a little sleepy there Covey. I think you're just trying to get rid of me..." Peter said and laughed.
"How'd you know?" I responded and smiled at him, staring into his beautiful eyes.
Realizing what I was doing, I instantly snapped awake and offered to walk him outside. As we stood by his Audi, Peter began to get closer to me.
"So, um tomorrow is the championship, and I was just making sure you were gonna be there?" Peter said as he rubbed his neck nervously.
"Of course I'll be there. That's what girlfriends are for, right?"
I said this jokingly of course, considering this was all just a scheme to make Gen jealous.
Peter looked at me and smiled. "You're the best girlfriend I've ever had Lara Jean." As he said this, he pulled me into his embrace and kissed my forehead. "I'll see you tomorrow Covey."
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The next morning I woke up early and instantly texted Peter. "It's game day Kavinsky. See you in the stands. ;)" I packed up some brownies I had made for him, and drove to the high school where the championship was being held.
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Peter's team was tied with the other, with a score of 2-2, and there was only one minute left in the game. Peter had the ball, and was charging up the field. As he moved past his opponents, he was able to shoot a shot and... it made it into the net! As Peter made the game winning shot, Lara Jean was on her feet screaming "THAT'S MY BOY." Family and friends began swarming the field, congratulating the brand new champions. I felt a tap on my shoulder, and turned to see my sweaty, yet still beautiful boy, Peter K. Before I could make sense of what was happening, Peter reaches down and put his lips on mine, wrapping his hands around my waist. After we let go, I looked up at him.
"W-What was that for?" I asked still shocked from the kiss.
"That was for being such a supportive girlfriend. And for always being there for me. Like I said Covey, you're the best girlfriend I've ever had."