Black summer

There are three rules here at Black Summer: One, no leaving campus only for emergencies. Two, no alcohol or cigarettes. Three, no dating or hooking up. They break them all. When sneaking out together to party and getting dared to kiss one another will sparks fly for both of them? They do for Veronica Alexander, do they for Jason Michalson though? Living across the hall from each other is a blessing and a curse at the same time.
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"I don't cook baby girl." He says sitting beside me on the small counter.

"I'm not asking you to cook, I'm asking you to gather ingredients. It isn't that hard. It is the least you can do from talking in your sleep last night into my ear. It wasn't that fun to hear about a girl named V, and how good she was." I say jumping off looking at him.

He jumps off himself and bends down closer to my ear. "Well, if you want to know, V is you. If we weren't in this stuid class right now, I would bend you over my bed and kiss every inch of your body. Got it?"