Noah

I’d never spent so much time fixing my hair in my entire life.

It wasn’t even complicated hair. Just short, slightly messy, “I promise I showered” hair. But tonight it had to look… good. Presentable. Like I wasn’t some clueless guy who lucked into taking a girl as amazing as Jessa to Homecoming.

Homecoming.

My first real date.

My first real girlfriend.

My chest tightened in the best possible way.

I straightened my tie in the hallway mirror for maybe the ...