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Until this , whatever he wants to say, I don’t want to hear it I will do anything, literally anything, not to hear it

Before he can, I say, “I’oes slack “What?”

What?

“Yup I’ someone, someone I really really like, so please don’t worry about this” I wave the letter like it’s just paper, trash, like once upon a tie I stuff it into“I was really confused when I wrote this; I don’t even kno it got sent out Honestly, it’s not worth talking about So please, please don’t say anything to Margot about it”

He nods, but that’s not good enough I need a verbal commitment I need to hear the words come out of his ot was to ever find outI would want to die

“All right, I swear I mean, we haven’t even spoken since she left”

I let out a huge breath “Great Thanks” I’uy?”

“What guy?”

“The guy you’re dating”

That’s when I see hiic Beautiful, dark-haired Peter He deserves background ood “Peter Kavinsky Peter Kavinsky!” The bell rings, and I sail past Josh “I’ve gotta go! Talk later, Josh!”

“Wait!” he calls out

I run up to Peter and launch ot s hooked around his waist, and I don’t even kno my body kno, because I’ve for sure never touched a boy like this inand waves are crashing around us Except for the fact that Peter’s expression is registering pure shock and disbelief and maybe a drop of a his eyebrows, he says, “Lara Jean? What the—?”

I don’t answer I just kiss hiht is: I have ht is: I hope Josh is watching He has to be watching or it’s all for nothing

My heart is beating so fast I forget to be afraid of doing it wrong Because for about three seconds, he’s kissing irl’s drea me back

I haven’t kissed that many boys before Peter Kavinsky, John Ambrose McClaren, Allie Feldain

I openat me with that same expression on his face Very sincerely I say, “Thank you” He replies, “You’re welcome,” and I hop out of his arms and sprint off in the opposite direction

It takes all of history class and lish for my heart rate to slon I kissed Peter Kavinsky In the hallway, in front of everybody In front of Josh