Vanessa's POV
That went well.
When I got home, Mom and her date were eating in the living room.
"You're back," she said, but I ignored her and headed to my room.
I texted Dianne.
Me: Can I get Kevin's number?
Dianne: Why? I thought you liked Jake?
Me: It's really important.
Dianne: I'll send it later; I’m busy working at the club.
Me: Does your boyfriend know?
Dianne: No, but I'll tell him soon.
I sighed and took a shower, having had enough drama for one evening.
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"Hi, Vanessa, what were you doing by Kevin's house yesterday?" Jake asked.
"Oh, nothing, just took a stroll," I replied while closing my locker.
"Nothing? Kevin looked a bit surprised," he said as we walked to algebra class.
"He did? Maybe he wasn’t expecting me," I shrugged, which
