Jake's POV
Friday
Tonight, my grandfather is hosting a gala at a popular hotel, and I have to go. I’m not thrilled about it—girls there usually act spoiled and flirt with me.
"Mom, do I really have to go? I’ve been to hundreds of these," I pout.
"Come on, it won't be that bad. You'll meet some nice girls," Dad says.
"I don’t want to meet new girls," I sigh.
"Why not ask the girl you like in your class to come with you?" Mom suggests.
"Really?" I asked, intrigued.
"Sure, just make sure she doesn’t act like my ex-girlfriend from high school," Dad chuckles, and Mom glares at him.
"Trust me, she’s the opposite," I smiled, thinking of Vanessa.
"Let’s go, Jake," Ashley says.
"Bye, see you later," I replied.
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After locking my door, I rush to school to catch Vanessa before her e
