Next day I nervously walk into school prepared to tell Lane everything, I've always wanted to ask for his blessing first before I could ever even think about telling August I like him, but thanks to my dad that's ruined. I thought about that kiss all night it was so good my knees are still weak, Lane always said he was a good kisser "hey" I walk up to Lane at his locker "I need to talk to you." No response he doesn't even look at me "What's the matter?" He looks upset "is it Will? Did he ...