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of the day, which I was grateful for. I tried to get back into the swing of things with the rest of the guys, but it just wasn’t comfortable after that, and I breathed a sigh of relief when we finally made our way lazily back to dock, twilight shimmering an orangey-pink on the horizon.
    “You wanna hang out with us for a while on the beach? We’re gonna grill some burgers and Aaron snagged some of his dad’s beer.” Mike grinned at me, reminding me momentarily of Jonah.
    I shook my head, my gaze straying to Chloe, who was smiling at me. “Nah, dude. I gotta work tomorrow.”
    He looked puzzled—I couldn’t blame him. Who, in their right teenage mind would turn down fun on the beach with friends and hot girls?—but he nodded. “Right. Okay, man. See ya later.”
    I nodded and grabbed my duffel. “Thanks for . . .” I glanced back out at the water, wishing the day had been all I’d hoped for, “. . . everything,” I finished lamely. “It was fun.”
    “Yeah.” He clapped my shoulder, but spun away to join the fun as Aaron popped the top on a beer and they began horseplaying, obviously forgetting all about me.
    I sighed and trotted down the dock toward my car. I hit the unlock button on my fob and ventured one last look over my shoulder. They were all still laughing and playing. My heart constricted painfully. Why couldn’t I fit into that life anymore?
    I blinked and turned away, folding myself into the car.
    Forcing away the burning behind my eyelids, I gunned the engine to a roaring start and backed out quicker than I should have. As I drove, an old Mountain Dew bottle rolled out from under the passenger seat and I glanced down, puzzled. I’d just cleaned out the car.
    Then I remembered.
    It was Mel’s.
    Probably left over from our Fourth of July junk food fest on the beach. There was probably a Twizzler wrapper under there, too. I fought a wry grin. She loved those stupid things.
    But that night, under the boom and light of the fireworks, and by the beach I loved so much, she’d confessed her fears to me.
    You think we can love this baby enough?
    What if you decided you hated me or the baby?
    I don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost you.
    I’d comforted her the best I could. But had it been enough? Was that why she was acting so weird today? But if she was becoming that insecure, I wasn’t sure there was much I could do. I loved her. She knew that.
    But I’d let myself get too close to the fire today. Guilt was a bitch.
    I guess I just needed to go see her. At a red light, I picked up my phone and powered it back on to call her. But she’d beaten me to it. There was a text message waiting.
     
    Im sorry. Luv u. Call me. Xoxo
     
    Now I just had to figure out if I was going to tell her about the kiss.

July 26 th Continued
     
    It’s been like six hours and still no return call from Reed.
    I miss him.
    It sucks.
    Let me reiterate . . . I’m miserable and he’s not around and it sucks. I’ve been waiting forever to see him again, to let his presence make me forget all the ugliness hiding inside me. To hold his hand. Tell him about my week. About Roxanne’s stupid joke about my watermelon belly, how I’d kill for a chocolate malt, even how Chris and I played Xbox and it was kinda like old times. Just anything, as long as it was with him. I hope he calls me back soon. I need to apologize for being such a brat. I hope he had fun.
    Oh, that’s him texting back! I’ll write more later . . .

Got Sperm?
     
    I couldn’t tell Melissa about the kiss. I’m an idiot, but I just knew I couldn’t do it. I texted her back then went over to her house and picked her up. She looked rested and was acting like herself again.
    “Did you have fun?” she asked as she popped into the car.
    I glanced at her. I didn’t have the heart to ruin the day. Not when we could get back on an even keel. “Yeah. It was okay.” I leaned over and kissed her. Thank God, she kissed me back like she used to. “I missed