Noah

By the time lunch rolled around, I’d made up my mind.

No more being weird. No more zoning out and letting people ask questions. No more Jackson giving me those suspicious looks like he was about to call me out in front of everyone.

I was done with that.

I needed to lock it down, push all this Jessa crap out of my head, and just… be Noah Carter again. The Noah everyone expected — cocky, confident, untouchable. The guy who cracked jokes, who got everyone hyped before ...