Inside, the living room was a blur of neon lights and bass that rattled the floorboards. Maya found him in the kitchen, but he wasn't alone. He was laughing with Sarah Miller, the girl who had been his "lab partner" all semester. The way Caleb’s hand lingered on Sarah’s arm sent a sharp sting through Maya’s chest. "Hey," Maya said, her voice barely audible over the music. Caleb looked up, his smile faltering. "Maya! You made it."
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They had been "something" since the tenth-grade formal—that blurry middle ground where you text every night but act like strangers in the hallway. Tonight was supposed to be the night they finally made it official before the summer ended. Inside, the living room was a blur of
Caleb sighed, the sound lost in the breeze. "I’m scared, Maya. Making it official makes it real. And real things can break." The way Caleb’s hand lingered on Sarah’s arm
"I thought we were on the same page, Caleb," Maya began, her arms wrapped tightly around herself.