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e
Years
one who always has your back, someone who gets you without explana
every way. Jackson was tall, lean, athletic, and could make friends with just about anyone. I
d a million friends. I had Jackson. He wa
to keep food on the table, so most of the time it was just
d, dragging my feet as he tosse
to throw the ball around," he said, his brown eyes
." I plopped do
d tossed me a granola bar. "Here
boost. "Yes!
, he straightened up, glancing at th
ad dark, messy brown hair and the greenest eyes I'd ever seen. The kind of
e said t
This is my t
My mouth moved faster than my brain. "Wow...
turned pink.
rry, she doesn't hav
. pretty," I tried, wis
it while we toss the ball
't play?"
Jackson could answer.
ow, she'd probably knock h
drifting toward Noah as he and Jackson tossed the ball. He wasn't just cute-
on clapped him on the back
taught me some stu
friends too, like me and
rothers. I don't reall
. Me and Jackson do everything together. He
just shrugged. Noah nodded sli
didn't realize
onth
the movies, Jax!" I
see the new Marvel movie.
t you and Noah wa
metimes I wanna do stuff without you
re than I wan
and Noah walked in
up
r shoes on," J
ing too?"
at work. I'm
. "We're the same age! Y
utes older," Ja
he's definitely ac
, but I froze halfway up the s
ch a brat. Wish she di
he knife that cut deep
forget. "Jax, can we get
s. "Do you really ne
ists. "Yes. I l
couple of bills. "Get
k line, and that's wh
to be eating,"
ow laugh. "Sometimes it's emb
y punch. My own twin-my best
urn," a girl behi
head. "Chan
ned. "Yo
. "I think I lost
riah. We're in the same class, rig
ea
e you supposed
uperher
with me instead. There's a new
ecide, Jackson a
o long?" Jackson deman
"Hi. Jessa and I are se
"Fine. Meet us i
eared, Mariah tugged
You need
st time at my brother
d, I thought. And he's
Year
wasn't the chubby little girl anymore-I had curves. Breasts too
like us need to cover up. L
es. Clothes that swallowed me whole. It
?" Jackson asked one morni
comfor
He rolled his
im. He doesn't understand what
ts started before I e
cus is i
rought the wh
came from-Jackson and Noah, flanked b
oah snorted. "They on
up,
d. "Told you i
at ass," Noah added, sendi
g I couldn't hear. But t
were shaking. I tugged the handle, but i
d he
burst open-and trash bags tumbled
one read: Got yo
ghter around us
d at Jackson and Noah, who had p
o dress like a hobo? Why n
ed. "Relax. It
at him. "She's
nly walked aw
t one second, I wished I could trade places. T
sen
Beep
rm clock. Senior year. My
starting quarterback and golden boy of our high school. The sister hi
idn't survive the year. Now at eighteen, he's tall, broad-s
an't st
e's Jackson's best friend. The b
, tank top, oversized button-up. The layers
e Jackson sees me. Befo
ay. Anoth