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Before I could make a decision, Jake reached over and grabbed my phone and started tapping the screen.
     
    "McKinley?"
     
    I looked up and saw Gabriel, standing over on the law, looking at us curiously. I took my phone back from Jake and stood up. "Hi," I said, smiling at him, taking a few steps toward him. "What are you doing out here?"
     
    Gabriel came over and slid his arm around my waist, eyeing Jake curiously. I could tell by the smell of his breath and the redness in his eyes that he was too drunk to be suspicious. "Just came looking for you. You've been gone awhile."
     
    "Oh, I just came out for fresh air," I said, placing a hand on Gabriel's chest. I could see Jake out of the corner of my eye and noticed that though he was trying not to show any emotion, his eyes were slightly narrowed.
     
    "Well, come on back and play a round of pong, okay? Amanda wants to play."
     
    "Yeah, sure." I turned to Jake. "It was nice talking to you."
     
    Jake stood up, a frown on his face. "Wait, McKinley."
     
    "Wait," Gabriel interrupted, squinting at Jake. "Aren't you..."
     
    "No, I'm not," Jake said, cutting him off and looking straight at me.
     
    "Yeah, yeah, you are!" Gabriel said, getting louder. "You're fuckin Jake Kennedy!"
     
    Jake spared him a glance. "No, I'm not. Really."
     
    Gabriel, swaying a little on his feet, didn't appear to hear him. He seemed a little too excited to see Jake even though he was a twenty-six-year old guy. "Jake fuckin Kenne dy. What the hell is up man?" He walked forward to shake Jake's hand.
     
    Jake looked at me incredulously, shaking Gabriel's hand. He quickly changed his expression to a smile, a camera-ready smile. I wondered why it felt so familiar. "Hey, man. Nice party."
     
    "Dude, thanks. It’s not much, just for my friend Ricky's birthday. Not like those fancy parties you go to all the time."
     
    Gabriel was rambling. He tended to ramble when he'd had one too many beers. I felt my cheeks heat up.
     
    "Nah, those are super overrated," Jake said.
     
    "Okay!" I said, loudly. "Come on, Gabriel, let’s not keep those guys waiting." I looked over at Jake. "It was very nice meeting you, Jake." I grabbed Gabriel's hand and, placing my other hand on his back to steady him, practically pushed him back into the house.
     
    Later than night, after the party had ended and I had gone over to Gabriel’s house instead of making my way home, I realized something. I realized that even though I would have hated to admit it to anyone, the only thing on my mind was Jake Kennedy.
     
     
    Chapter Three
     
    Amanda bugged me for days about what had b een said between Jake and I, asking whether or not he was going to call her. I felt insanely guilty about the fact that I hadn't talked her up at all. I noticed that Jake had managed to put his number in my phone and sent him a quick text, telling him that it was nice talking to him and he should ask Amanda out sometime.
     
    "But what exactly did you tell him?" Amanda asked, for the millionth time.
     
    I bit my lip, hoping that she couldn't tell I was lying. "I told you, I just told him how awesome you are. Now help me answer this email."
     
    Amanda got off the bed and came over to me to read over my shoulder. "To your grandmother?"
     
    I nodded. "Yes."
     
    "What's the email say?" Amanda said, looking away from the screen and to my face, as if gauging my reaction.
     
    "Oh, you know, she just kind of introduced herself to me and asked a TON of questions about me." I squinted at the email. "Hand me my glasses, will you?"
     
    She grabbed them off the nightstand and handed them to me. "What's she like?"
     
    " Well," I said," she born in 1950 , which makes her sixty-one years old, which seems pretty young for a grandma. Her name is Olivia Trent Evans, and she's lived in Raleigh, North Carolina her entire life."
     
    "Wow, your mom traveled kind of far, huh?" Amanda interrupted.
     
    I barely winced at the mention of my mom but I managed to nod in