Chapter 5- Bannna Clip

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What the hell did I just read? Was Peter's thoughts all through Sunday night.

The words couldn't leave his mind as he ate his mother's famous chicken ala king Sunday night.

Did you know you were my first kiss..

I did not.

In all honesty he had not thought about it like because well it was a game. I mean then technically speaking she was mine too.

I remember I was the one who suggested the game because I actually did like Gen back then too. And I remember telling Trevor and I think some other guys friend too…

But the bottle landed on her.

And because I was 13 all I could think was, well maybe Lara Jean was not that bad. But then after that party, Gen started giving him all the attention in the world and he had not noticed that Gen and Lara Jean had stopped being friends.

Did you want to kiss me, too?

Um…

I don't know.

I lost a friend that day because of you, Peter, but I have no regrets.

Gen had liked him so much that she was willing to give up a friendship for him. And Lara Jean had kissed him knowing how Gen felt and was still ok with the end of the friendship.

Peter was trying to decide how exactly to feel.

Wait a minute that was in 7th damn grade.

And it was a tongue-less kiss. Why would Lara Jean, after all these years decide to now write him a letter claiming her undying crush on him.

"Peter!"

Peter shakes his head and looks at his mom.

"You have been quiet all of dinner," His mother says to him, "Are you ok?"

"Um," He shakes his head, "Yeah I'm just thinking about lacrosse."

Owen rolls his eyes and continues to eat his chicken.

"What about it honey," Peter's mom loves the fact that Peter was good at sports. In fact she indorsed it, "Are you feeling overwhelmed?"

"No," Peter frowns, "The season has hardly started."

"True," His mother's said, "But still I want you not to stress. You have a big future when it comes to lacrosse and you know that."

"I mean how could I not when you bring it up every single day," Peter smirks at his mother who just smiles at him.

"Ok ok," Peter's mom puts her hands in the air before standing up to clear the table, "But I am serious, come and talk to me ok?"

Who could blame his mom for being so invested in his and Owen's life. Since the divorce she did nothing but work at the store and spend time with her sons. Since the divorce she stopped being one of those mother's who invites the other mother's for wine and cupcake PTA meetings.

"Peter?" His mother says waiting for his answer.

"Who else am I gonna go to." Peter smiles at her.

Peter's mother smiles and looks at Owen, "You two little man. You come to me ok?" She playfully pokes Owen who just laughs.

That night Peter lies in his bed thinking about Lara Jean and her letter.

Why after all these years would he take the time to write the letter about a peck that was orchestrated by a bottle and a game.

Did he hear about Gen and his break up and decide now to cease the moment. Did she think she stood a chance now that it was over and all these years she finally had a chance.

Peter actually couldn't remember the last time he actaully spoke to Lara Jean.

Wait no he could because Gen was there.

But he could not remember the last time he even saw her.

Wrong again, she was walking past a class with Chris when Gen made a snide comment at her cousin.

You see everything seems to lead to Gen.

Which in his mind meant that perhaps there could still be a chance for reconciliation. In actual fact, he was fully aware of the fact that Gen had her quirks about her but this was not the first time Gen and him had broken up. And the last time Gen was just feeling emotional because Peter had not given her enough attention.

Maybe that was it. Maybe that's what she wanted was attention and he had not given it to her.

So to ensure that there would be zero to no issues attached to his name, he would work on a plan to get Gen back.

And step 1: was telling Lara Jean that him and her would never be a thing.

And these were just facts.

The next day, Peter drove into school only to find students piling in going on about their weekend. He spotted Gen walking with Emily and she did not look sad or mad or anything. In actual fact she looked content and at peace. She laughed as Emily spoke about something and showed her-her phone.

Peter couldn't help but feel a huge pit in his stomach when he saw how content she was when his mind was spinning with ways to get her back.

Peter spent the rest of the day avoiding Gen, her friends, the cafeteria and any one associated with her. During lunch he went to the weight room to lift with Greg and Trevor. During classes he pretended to concentrate, especially the ones he took with Gen and while walking to classes, he plugged in his headphones to avoid questions from anyone.

In the last period he kept to his routine until he saw Lara Jean walking with Chris towards the back exit of the school in their gym clothes.

Lara Jean too looked content and not at all like someone who just professed her feelings for a boy she kissed three years ago. Peter felt conflicted because he thought she would feel more stressed out but at the same time thinks that this "break up" could actually be easier.

He follows them outside spots that they have started running.

He calls for her but they seem to be having an in depth conversation about something. Peter pulls the letter out of his back pack and places it on the side bench. He then start lightly jogging after them and hears Chris chuckle and call Lara Jean a perv.

Damn did Chris now know about the letter? Would she tell Gen?

"I read them for their camp." Lara Jean says defensively.

What? Peter shakes his head and continues to stay focused on his mission.

"Yeah, right!" Chris laughs, "Don't worry, girl, no judgment."

"Hey! Can I talk to you?" Peter says a little more clearly.

"Um, me?" Lara Jean points at herself in utter confusion. This does not sit well with him as surely she would know why he is confronting him.

"Yeah." Peter nods.

"Hey, PK, I heard my cousin dumped you

for a college student, that true?" Chris says.

"I heard you have a tail." Peter says back at her trying to not feel the sting and burn of her comment.

"Yep, really cute. Like a little piggy." Chris then snorts at me.

"I need to talk to…" Peter begins again, "I need to talk to Lara Jean. Alone."

Chris looks confused at first but then settles for "If you need me," She says while running towards the back exit of the school, "I'll be in the nurse's office,

with a migraine, Googling Justin Trudeau shirtless."

And just like that she's gone.

Peter turns to look at a slightly confused Lara Jean.

"Look, I wanted to say that I really…" He began and was finding it so difficult to form the words, "I appreciate it, but it's never gonna happen."

"I'm sorry, what?" Lara Jean frowns at Peter which frustrates him a little because he had to know what she was talking about right?

"From what I remember that kiss was hot," Peter tried again in hopes that things will start to make sense, "you know, for being in seventh grade, and I think it's really cool you think I have golden specks in my eyes. It's just, Gen and I are in a really weird place right now. I don't know what you hoped to accomplish…" and because he is going on he does not notice that Lara Jean has seen the letter in his hand and has gone completely pale, "Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" He says as she drops to the track.

He bends down and starts waving his hand over her closed eyes, "Hey, Lara Jean. Lara Jean! Lara Jean, wake up."

Nothing. He looks over at the people on the field who just staring at him, "Hello? Hey, can I get some help over here?"

He looks back down at Lara Jean still passed out, "Hey. Hey...Wake up!" Her eyes spring open abruptly and she looks dazed, "Are you okay?"

"What happened?" She asks.

"You fainted." Peter said simply.

"Oh... Okay." Lara Jean says like this is normal. She closes her but for a while.

"Here, give me your hand." Peter takes her hand, "And the other one, too," He then tries to help her lift herself up just so she can sit up. Peter continues to kneel right next to her "Come on, you got this.Here we go. And you're up."

Lara Jean holds the back of her neck as she looks at Peter.

"Want me to call someone, get you some water?" He asks.

"No, I'm okay." Lara Jean Nods

"You sure?"

She does not answer in fact she looks to the distance where she is in depth in looking at something.

"Oh, my God." She says suddenly.

"What?" Peter immediately looks around him.

"Oh, my God!" She says again. And then suddenly without warning she grabs a hold of Peter's necks

"Oh...Okay. Wha…" Peter tries to argue as she pushes him down and then kisses him without question, warning or reason.

"Hey!" He hears Coach shouting.

Lara Jean stops abruptly and looks at Peter like she didn't know she was kissing him.

"Stop that!" Coach snaps again, "Two more laps for you, Covey!"

Lara Jean stands up looking at Peter and then says "Thank you." Then runs towards the exit door.

"Wait... Wha…" Peter began but just stood up realizing the a bunch of people had just witnessed Lara Jean kiss him. And more than anything people had just witnessed him not protest.

Why didn't he protest?

Peter walks to his last class, a class he takes with Gen and Greg.

And a class he is already late for.

"llegas tarde señor Kavinsky!" Mrs. Rodrigo snaps at him as he strides into class.

Peter is not quite sure what he said so he settle for "gracias" he shrugs at her. The rest of the class chuckles as Mrs Rodrigo just sighs in defeat.

"Go and sit down Kavinsky." She says and Peter makes his way to his seat next to Greg without looking at Gen who sits in front of him next to another friend of hers.

Mrs Rodrigo continues her lesson.

"Where were you?" Greg whispers.

"Honestly dude," Peter says, "You really don't want to know."

And Greg accepts it.

Then Gen's friend, I think her name is Crystal, takes her phone out as it buzzes and gasps out loud looking at Gen in disbelief.

Gen looks back at her with a confused expression. Peter tried to focus on the Spanish lesson.

But fails.

Crystal shows Gen her phone which clearly displays a text message and Gen frowns at the phone.

Greg's phone then buzzes and then he looks at his phone. His expression goes from nonchalant to that 'damn bro' expression he does.

"Dude you hooked up with Lara Jean Covey?" He said almost impressed.

"I did what?" Peter looks shocked. How is it that he knows that already. It literally just happened.

I grab his phone and see it's a text from Emily.

Greg! Did Kavinsky hook up with that weirdos friend, Lara Jean Covey?

"No she kissed me." Peter says a little too loudly which then results in Gens hand shooting up.

"sí, Genevieve?" Mrs Rodrigo says stopping her lesson.

"I need the bathroom." Gen says and then without waiting for Miss Rodrigo's response gets up and walks out of class.

Peter stares after her as Mrs Rodrigo says to him, "Kavinsky guardó ese teléfono celular o lo tomo!"

Translation

llegas tarde señor Kavinsky- you are late Kavinsky.

sí, Genevieve- yes Genevieve

Kavinsky guardó ese teléfono celular o lo tomo!- Kavinsky put that phone away or I take it.

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