Jessa

By the time lunch rolled around, I was starving—but also kind of nervous.

Word had definitely spread about me and Noah. You didn’t need to be psychic to feel the stares following us down the hallways all morning. A week ago, everyone was whispering about Daniel getting kneed in the balls; now it was about the “chubby twin” catching the attention of one of Ridgeville’s star players.

I tried to pretend I didn’t care. But when Noah showed up beside me in the cafeteria ...