Hello Lovely Reader! Sorry I've been gone so long again. I had some personal obligations that I've had to attend to in the last few weeks. Anyways, I'm back and I hope that I will have time to get you guys more chapters and not be gone for so long. Thank you to those who have stuck with me from the beginning of this story and those who are just now joining in. Also a huge thank you to those who review, you guys are awesome. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and you know what to do. Any questions, comments, or insults (Still hoping for none) review or PM me. Alons-y!

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Lauren POV

I walk with Bo to her first period class contemplating how I'm going to tell her that I was accepted into big name schools. I don't notice that we are already at the classroom by the time that I look up from staring at my feet after I bump into Bo on accident and apologizing for running into them. "Lauren," Bo says grabbing my hand. I look up at her and she continues, "what's wrong, babe?"

I shrug my shoulders, "It's nothing, Bo. Just a little tired, that's all."

I can tell that she wants to press me on what's eating me but she doesn't. "Okay, I'll see you later, babe." And with that she parts ways with me, kissing me on the cheek before she enters her class.

I pull out my phone and text Tamsin telling her that we need to talk since I know that she doesn't have class until 9 on Mondays like me. She answers back right after I sent it telling me to go into the locker room since nobody is there. I head over to the locker room. This is going to be an interesting conversation. My feet carry me all the way to the locker room door before I know it and I'm standing there looking at the door and my heart is pounding. This shouldn't be a big deal, right? It's easy. She's been your friend since freshman year. So then why are you so nervous then? Grow a vagina and go tell her, dumbass. I take a deep breath and walk through the door. I see Tamsin in her usual spot on her phone, playing some intense game. I assume she lost due to the words "Dirty motherfucking asshole cunts" that fall out of her mouth. I smirk and say, "Well it's nice to see you too, Tam-Tam."

She looks up from her phone, "Oh hey, Lo. I was just playing Grand Theft Auto. What's up that you wanted to talk to me about?"

I take the chair next to her and pull it in front of her. "Tams, I don't even know where to begin. There are so many things that I want to tell you but I don't know how." I watch her eyebrows scrunch up as she thinks about where our conversation is going to lead too. I pull the envelopes out that Mr. Blake gave me and hand it over to her. "I don't know what to do Tams. I want you to come with me wherever it is that you and I can go to school together or we can go to two different school but they are near each other. I don't want to leave you, Tamsin, you're my best friend."

I watch her look carefully at the letter and sigh before looking back up at me. "Lauren, I have known you for what 12 years but we've only been friends for 4 and of course, I would try to get into where ever you would because I need you to write my papers but looking at these names, I don't know if I can get into some just on my SAT/ACT test scores alone but I'll try. Although, if it happens that I don't get into any of them, I would still go with you and get into a college near wherever you are because three things: 1) There is no way in hell that I'm partying alone; you're my wing-woman. 2) I need you to help me out with studying for finals and shit. And 3) I can't cook worth a fucking shit and I'll starve without your cooking," she says honestly with a smile.

I can't help but let out a sigh of relief and pull her into a hug. "I will teach you how to cook for your sorry ass whenever I can't be home. I love you Tams."

"Me too, Lo, me too. Now get the fuck off me," she says pushing me off of her. "I'm going to go torment Freya to make me happy again after this sad crap." And with that, she walks out of the locker room.

I chuckle at the though of some poor girl getting harassed by Tamsin but I feel better that Tamsin and I are on the same page about the future now all I had was Bo. I'm tucking my envelopes into my bag when I hear the bell ring signaling that first period is over and second is starting soon. I'll talk to Bo at lunch or something.

*A Few Hours Later*

How is it possible for me to talk about everything with Bo except for that thing? Why is it so hard to tell Bo that I got into some of the top universities in the U.S.? I mean I asked her to be my girlfriend the first day we met, that counts for something right? I'm walking with Bo to the locker room and I'm still trying to figure out how to tell her. Tamsin is not in her usual spot which leaves me to believe that she is torturing this girl named Freya that she is always talking crap about or she's doing something only Tamsin would do. I'm so distracted walking to my locker that I don't notice that Bo is looking at something before she says my name asking me to come over to her. I look at what she is holding and notice immediately it is the acceptance letter from Yale. Shit. "Why didn't you tell me, babe?" she says.

"I didn't know how to bring it up or how you would respond to it," I say as I walk back to my locker.

I feel Bo wrap her arms around me from behind and place a kiss in middle of shoulders. "Lauren, I'm happy for you. It's big to be accepted into a college, it's huge to be accepted into an Ivy League school or a school as difficult as Stanford."

I turn around to lean on my locker and pull her closer to me. "How lucky am I to have you, the sweetest person in the world?"

"Pretty damn lucky. Do you know how many people would die to have a girlfriend this sexy?" she says as she motions to herself.

I shake my head and smile at her. "You so full of yourself," say as I bring her in for a quick kiss. "Okay, let's get to practice."

Bo POV

I have never been so sore in my life. My ass and legs are killing me. I can barely walk to my car without tripping over my feet. I look over at Lauren and Tamsin, who seem to no be sore at all and are chasing each other around the parking lot. What the fuck? Why can't I be like them and actually pick my feet up off the ground? I hear Lauren yell at Tamsin to give her bag back to her when out of nowhere; I am knocked to the ground by someone running into me. "Hey, dude, what the hell?" There is no way in hell I'm going to be able to get back up without help.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Bo. I didn't see you," says Lauren who is trying to get off of me but is only hurting me more by digging her hand into my thigh. Damn, I wish that I wasn't so sore and at school or this would actually be a nice position.

"Ow, Lauren, stop moving for like two seconds. You're hurting my thigh," I say as she is still trying to get up off from me. She stops and looks at me and I realize that one of her hands is where my shirt rode up and it makes my body heat up. "Okay, roll off of me and then help me up. My legs aren't working right anymore."

I feel Lauren roll off me like I asked her to do before I see her standing over me helping me to stand up. "Are you alright, Bo?" she asks concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine. My legs are just sore from working out."

"Okay, I'll walk with you so you don't fall down again. I know how intense Coach's workouts are for the newbies," she says with a smirk on her face.

"I just want to know how are you still able to run after that?"

"Let's just say that I'm used to training with her year round. Are you sure you're okay to drive home? I can always take you?"

I shake my head no and chuckle, "Do you mind? I don't think I'll be able to get in and out of my car without help."

She smiles at me and helps me walk to her car. She helps me in to her car before getting in and driving to my house. We hold hands and talk about the things we like all the way to my house. Once again when we reach our destination, she helps me out of the car and into my house. Once seated comfortably on my couch, Lauren asks me as she is setting some Advil and a glass of water on the table, "Do you need anything before I leave, babe?" I nod my head yes. "What do you need?"

I look up at her and pull her closer to me, "You." And with that said I reach up and bring her lips to mine. It starts out slow and gentle but before long it becomes intense and passionate. I lay back on the couch bringing Lauren down to straddle me. I feel her hands run up and down my sides pulling a slight moan from me before she settles them on my hips under my shirt. I feel her pull back and her lips attack my neck. I feel her place a kiss on the base of my neck before I say, "I want you."

I feel her tense up and slowly stop her kissing before she comes up to look at me. She plants a small kiss on my lips making me want more of her. "Soon, babe."

I let out a frustrated sigh and sit up making Lauren get off of me. "I don't understand why you can say no so easily to me, Lauren, " I say frustrated.

I see Lauren purse her lips together. She kneels down in front of me, taking my hands in hers. "It's really not easy but I want to do this right, baby. I promise you, every time you kiss me like that, I don't want to stop myself from taking you wherever we are at," she says as she kisses my hands.

I swear my heart just stopped at her new nickname for me. "Okay, I really like it when you call me 'baby', babe," I say as I give her a small smile.

She kisses me on my forehead, "Okay. I'll see you in the morning, baby."

She gives me one last kiss before she leaves my house. When I hear the door close, I pull out my phone and text Kenzi saying that we're going to need some pizza and a girl-talk tonight. I get a response almost instantaneously saying that she's on her way. I sigh and wonder how much longer I can hold off on telling Lauren that I love her before it becomes verbal diarrhea and just falls out of my mouth.