Seventeen.

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Lia Conrad

I looked up at Jack. "I...I," I stuttered.
"What? What is it?" He asked, looking worried.
"I got in!" I yelled. I jumped up and down. I jumped into Jack's arms and he lifted me up off of the ground. He set me down. I stared at the acceptance letter to UCLA. My dream school.
"We need to celebrate." Jack said smirking.
"No we don't." I said grinning. I turned around to go back inside of the building. He stopped me by wrapping his arms around my waist. He rested his chin on my head. "Of course we do, Lia." He grinned.
"How will we then?" I turned around and looked up at him. He smirked. "Jack, I know your ideas and no. Not today." I giggled
"Awe." He said stretching out the e playfully. "Well then how about we go to dinner? The finest place in town." He smiled.
"Jack, you know that we can't afford that."
"Well it's too late because I already made reservations." He smiled.
"What if I didn't make it in? You would've made reservations for nothing?" I smirked.
" I had no doubt in my mind that you would've made it in." He leaned down and pecked my lips.

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We drove to the campus for an informational meeting about the school.
"Do we really have to sit through this?" Jack groaned.
"Yes we do. Now chill out. It won't be that long." I smiled at him. We walked into the room where the meeting was being held, hand in hand.
Jack leaned over and whispered into my ear, "Is it just me or does this place look like a church?" He smirked at me. "Math tests. Hallelujah." Jack joked. I laughed and lightly hit him in his chest.

After the meeting, we went to go get some dinner.
"So, Mr. Gilinsky. When are we going to our fancy dinner?" I giggled.
"Tomorrow evening, my dear." Jack said as he had his arm slung around my shoulder. I smiled to myself. "What has you all happy?"
"Everything. You. Being accepted." I said. "This is how I want my life to be." I shrugged.
"I love you." Jack said as he leaned down to kiss my cheek.
"I love you too, Jack."

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