This isn’t just a little get-together. I can pretend like a bigger party is better because we might have a chance of going unnoticed, but that’s impossible with Jace at my side. By the end of the night, everyone from Brockton and the surrounding towns will know that Jace Wilder is my boyfriend. My success during the last cross country running season pulled me out from my comfortable obscurity, but now I’m entering a whole new level of spotlight. It’s about to get real. We park in Remy’s driveway. Somehow, that parking space is miraculously available, as though everyone knew, or hoped, that Jace would show up, and made sure he had the best access to the party. As soon as we step into the kitchen, people surround us – or Jace, to be more specific. I just happen to be standing next to him. He hasn’t been out much since he began spending more time with me. But I doubt that the attention bestowed on him tonight is especially unusual.
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