N: This is a two for one! and all ya'll need to pat WritingSux on the back for what's to come next. I did a dirty and laid that part in the capable hands of a very capable author. So read on and enjoy! As before, this is the only LG ff i will be working as i have officially retired. I will be working on getting OSCSM to print by hopefully next Feb. So stay tuned at the twitter and the facebook as i move about writing in original format. Thanks and enjoy this mess we created!

A Few Months Later -

"It's okay to go a little fast, or at least the speed limit, Lauren." Bo's voice was soft, but had a hint of frustration.

"I got my license today, Bo, I don't need to get a ticket the first day." I kept my hands at ten and two, driving Bo's red Camaro as carefully as I could. "You're making me nervous."

Bo giggled, placing a hand on my arm, "You're super cute when you're nervous."

I could feel her smirk and sighed, "I think I like it better when I drive with Tamsin."

Bo cocked an eyebrow, "Really? Even when she threw cheeto poofs at the side of your head when you made a mistake, yelling oh god we're all dead now, Lewis! You prefer her over my kisses?" Bo leaned over, pressing a quick kiss to my cheek.

"Bo! Seriously, stop it." I gripped the steering wheel tighter, turning onto the dirt road that would lead us to our spot. The cool spring air was filling the car through the open windows, carrying the breath of fresh air after a very long winter. Bo and I were going out to celebrate me finally getting the courage to get my driver's license. Both her and Tamsin had taken on the task of teaching me how to drive and it was what I imagine going to boot camp was like. Tamsin would yell at me like a drill sergeant and throw cheese poofs or whatever food she had in her hand, Bo would be more thorough and reward me with kisses. Kisses that led to some serious making out in the front seat that lead to Tamsin throwing food at the both of us and gagging.

Bo and I had been dating for seven months and it was amazing. Our classmates stared at us in disbelief the first few weeks, then Tamsin came back to school and soon no one cared or dared to care for fear of a tornado of fists from the blonde. I was growing more confident in every aspect of life, but still maintained my nerdy ways and I was still always very wary of Dyson and what was up his sleeve. He would glare at me in the hallways and a few times he cornered me, whispering strange threats that he would make sure I got mine for stealing Bo from him. Right when I was about to vomit and or pee in my pants, Tamsin would appear like a ninja and yank half of his beard hair out. Sending the boy yipping like a kicked dog back to his dumb friends.

It was now early April and I had most of the senior class prepped to graduate with honors and most of them were on the verge of receiving scholarships from the colleges of their choice. Mr. Aberdeen had told me last week that I had been named Valedictorian and oddly enough Tamsin had been named salutatorian. Her GPA was second to mine and only by half a point, it was shocking. Shocked all of the teachers into disbelief that the tough blonde girl actually had a brain in her head and I had unlocked her full potential. Bo was third in the senior class and in a month and a half we would all be graduating and moving on to college. Tamsin would be heading to Stanford with me and Bo was still waiting for her acceptance letter for the fall semester. We were both excited and eager to start this new chapter in our lives, our friendship had grown to a point that it was unbreakable and Tamsin I wore Best Friend Forever pizza slice shaped necklaces. Tamsin had bought it for my birthday, telling me that I was the slice that made her pizza whole. I laughed and shook my head, telling her she was so fudging weird but I loved her anyways. She slugged me in the shoulder, her way of expressing her love for me.

"Pull over here." Bo's voice was against my ear, sending shivers through my entire body. The second the Camaro was in park, Bo climbed into the back seat, yanking me back with her. I knew I was in for some fun trouble the second I saw the devious glint her big brown eyes.

"Wait, I have to unbuckle my seatbelt." Excited hands fumbled over the thing as I tried to climb back still strapped in. I shoved my glasses up as the seatbelt clicked free and half launched my body on top of Bo.

Bo grinned, removing my glasses and setting them by the back window, "I wish you would get contacts, I love the color of your eyes." She ran her hands over my cheeks, "Or smaller glasses."

I swallowed hard, squinting at Bo, "I don't like touching my eyes and I have to wait until summer before mom's insurance covers a new pair of glasses." I shifted so I was half sitting up, running my hand through Bo's soft brown hair, feeling nervous like I did every time we were in the back seat. We had numerous make out sessions and lately they had been increasing in frequency and Bo's hands began to travel further under my clothes, making me freak out inside at the possibilities that would come with roaming hands. I smiled as she moved closer, kissing the corner of my mouth like she always did before she full on kissed me.

Bo whispered against my mouth, "I'm proud of you, passing your driver's test." She kissed me deeply, her tongue sneaking across my lips as I sighed and kissed her back. I quickly fell into the haze that was Bo Dennis kisses, forgetting everything in my head I wanted to say in response, and pulled Bo closer against my body.

The spring air was motivating and before I knew it, Bo's hands were under my shirt and flat on my bare back, pressing her palms hard against the skin. I half moaned into the kiss and it spurred Bo on, her hands moving back down to grab the edge of my shirt and lift it up, breaking the kiss to pull it over my head like she was a magician doing the tablecloth trick. The cool air hit my bare skin, making me shiver and reach for Bo for her warmth and kisses.

"Wait a minute." Bo reached and grabbed the hem of her NASA shirt I got her for Christmas and yanked it off, smirking when she saw my eyes grow the size of dinner plates. "Come here." She grabbed me again, kissing me as she pulled us together.

I was lost to her, not even digesting the fact that this was the first time I actually saw Bo skin in the daylight. We had made out a ton of times in Tamsin's guest bedroom, but that was fumbling in the dark and I usually stopped everything when Bo's fingers reached my bra clasp.

Right now I was excited that I was sixteen, a licensed driver in the state of Rhode Island, had the hottest girlfriend in the world would let me drive her wicked cool muscle car and now we were making out in the back seat with a Saturday afternoon in spring sun shining down on us. I was throwing caution to the wind and drowning happily in the kisses of my girlfriend I was super in love with.

Bo suddenly shifted us both to lay down on the squeaky leather of the back seat, her hands grabbing my butt and pulling me up to basically straddle her. I gasped in her mouth from the pressure of her grabby hands, "Bo."

She looked up at me, licking her lips before looking down at my breasts in the tiny pink bra she gave me for Christmas, "Yes Lauren?" Her hand moved to the side of my breast, her fingers brushing in a way that had me squeeze my eyes shut, "You're so beautiful." She kissed the edge of my chin, "And I really really want to see you naked."

I swallowed hard, debating on what to do. I was a complete and utter virgin in the truest form. Bo was the only one I had kissed and the furthest we had gone was over the clothes groping. Now here I was topless, pressed up against her in the tiny space of the backseat, and when I opened my eyes they fell right on her glorious boobs about to pop out of the black lace bra she was wearing. "Fudge." I sucked in a breath, trying to find something to focus on that wasn't boob related. It didn't help that Bo's hand was now covering my left breast, squeezing as her fingertips plucked at the edge. Triple fudge.

Bo bent up, kissing me again as her hand slipped under my bra and palmed my bare breast. The feeling was incredible, like Gillian Anderson standing in front of me asking me out on a date incredible, and it short circuited my thoughts and I unconsciously pressed into her hand. My teenage hormones were about to explode from a pure sexual revolution and I was about to say fudge it all and let Bo continue when I heard a branch snap. Snapping back into reality. I lurched away from Bo's hand, "Wait, wait, wait wait." I leaned on the other side of the back seat, folding my arms over my chest after grabbing my glasses and putting them back on to look at a very flushed and flustered girlfriend, giving me the saddest concerned look.

"Are you okay?" Bo reached for my knee, "I know you said you wanted to go slow because of your lack of experience, but it's hard to resist you when I lo…like you so much, Lauren." She squeezed my knee comfortingly, scooting closer. "I get lost in making out with and I just totally think you're beautiful and amazing and I want to show you all of that." She looked down at her hand on my knee, "I'm sorry." Bo reached in the front seat, handing me my shirt to put on.

I sighed, reaching for it slowly. I wanted the same thing from Bo, but was so freaked out that it would be the worst experience in her life, plus I was scared fudgeless for anyone but my doctor and my mom to see me naked. I was still a gangly mess regardless that I was putting on muscle from running on the treadmill with Tamsin at her house while we watched movies.

"Bo, I'm scared, nervous and that has nothing to do with you. It's me and all of the after school abstinence movies I watched with my dad." I smiled as I picked up her hand, "I really really like you too, Bo, I just want to wait a little longer. We have so much going on right now. Graduation is around the corner, final exams, college prep, the big senior game and the spring fling." I bent down to catch her eyes, "I might be terrible at this…and I'd hate to disappoint you." I sheepishly smiled at her watching her face fall at the words college prep. Bo and I were still struggling with the chance that she would not get into Stanford and what we would do about our relationship. I loved her, but had yet to tell her. Tamsin told me that if I balled up and told Bo I was in love with her, she would pay for Bo to come out to visit every other month. But I had to actually tell Bo that I was in love with her, head over heels beyond hopelessly in love with her.

There was a chance hell would fudging freeze over before I told Bo that, for the simple fact it scared me how in love with Bo I was at the age of sixteen. It didn't make sense in the analytical part of my brain to fall in love at such a young age when I had no life experience, yet the other side of my brain, driven by my heart told me that it was a sign of true love.

Bo gave me a look, throwing her shirt back on, "You couldn't disappoint me Lauren, I might have experience but it's all with dumb boys. Dumb boys that got their nut off and left me hanging." She kissed me quickly, "Not a beautiful genius who stole my heart over chemical equations."

I blushed like a volcano was exploding on my face, "I'm not beautiful." I shrugged.

Bo shook her head laughing, "Yes you are Lauren, remember when I first time I said that to you?"

I nodded, "On my birthday when you took me to the planetarium for the solar exhibit in the amphitheater." I grinned, "I showed you the constellations and you kept staring at me."

Bo grinned wider, "And you asked why I was looking at you instead of the stars and I said because you were more beautiful than any star in the sky."

I could only nod. It was all I could do when Bo told me flattering things, it through me off guard and had me truly befuddled how the head cheerleader of the high school was my girlfriend and actually thought I was beautiful.

I cleared my throat, "You're more beautiful than the entire solar system." I looked up to see Bo roll her eyes in the way she did when she was playfully irritated I couldn't accept a compliment.

"Lauren, I hope one day I can tell you the truth of what I feel and think about you and you agree with me." She then brought my hand up to kiss it, "Well now that you put the kibosh on a backseat celebration, what do you say to dinner and a movie to celebrate getting your license? Then we can head to Tamsin's for movie night with some snuggles?" Bo batted her eyelashes at me.

I sighed at her. "Yes, of course. You know I can't turn down our weekend snuggle fest." I laughed when her eyes perked up. I kissed Bo, murmuring against her mouth, "Will you please drive? I might have an anxiety attack if I have to drive through town."

Bo giggled, climbing back over the console to flop down into the driver's seat, "I will if you do one thing for me."

I climbed into the passenger seat, "Anything for you Bo."

She met my eyes, "Go to the spring fling with me?"

I whipped my head around so fast, my ponytail almost spilled out of its scrunchie, "What did you just ask me?"

Bo giggled, lifting my hand like a gentleman in black and white movies would, "Lauren Lewis, my very beautiful girlfriend, will you please go to the spring fling with me? Make it a big date where we do our hair, put on makeup and wear dresses?"

I blushed harder, "Like the spring fling, the biggest dance before the senior prom?" I bit my lip nervously, my glasses sliding down my face.

"Yep, that one. I want to dance with you, see you in a dress and get you a corsage. Have our parents take stupid pictures of us and then wave us off. All that shit and more." Bo sighed, "I kind of already booked a limo and picked out a dress, so will you please go with me?"

I scrunched my face up, having a heck of a time not saying no to the look on her face, fearful I would say no and ruin whatever romantic fantasy she had planned for us. I sucked in a breath, "Fine, but we have to get Tamsin to go." I fidgeted with my hands, "I heard Dyson is going and I'm still afraid he's going to do something stupid before the year is out."

Bo squealed in joy, kissing me hard before pulling away, holding my face, "This is going to be epically awesome! We can go shopping for makeup and dresses and all that shit! I love going to the mall!" She kissed me once more then started the Camaro, driving us back down to town for dinner talking a bazillion miles a minute about the spring fling and how much fun we would have.

I sighed softly, thinking that getting to third base with Bo would be a bajillion times less nerve-wracking than going to a school dance.

xXxXxX

I looked at myself in the mirror one more time though it would be my thousandth time making sure I looked okay. It was a big night. Not for me. For me it was another boring dance but it was a big night for Lauren. It was her first dance and I wanted it to be special for her. Four months is the longest relationship that I had ever been in and I've enjoyed every last bit of it. It was fun watching Lauren evolve from a shy nerd to less of a shy nerd. She was just as beautiful as when I had first fallen for her. And fallen for Lauren I had. I was in love with her.

That's what that weird indigestion feeling was. I realized it one day when she was helping Tamsin and I with our homework. She had made some cheesy joke about the equation and even though it went over my head I still laughed because it was Lauren. I would listen to a ton of her cheesy science jokes if that meant a smile was always on her face. I was in it deep.

I let out an aggravated breath when I realized that my hair wouldn't look any better than it already did. I grabbed the jean jacket that I was going to wear and headed downstairs. I walked into the living room and my mom was sitting at her desk doing some work while my dad was lying on the couch watching a basketball game. He sat up when he saw me and said, "Well don't you look nice all dolled up. I hope the way that dress shuts, is something that is very complicated that your pipsqueak nerd of a girlfriend won't be able to undo."

I covered my face with my jacket and groaned. "Oh my god dad." My parents actually adored Lauren and if things between us didn't work out I was pretty certain that they would want to adopt her and give me to Lauren's family but I'm not certain Lauren's parents would want me either. I frowned at that thought then shook my head before I said, "Lauren and Tamsin should be here in a minute. Remember I'm staying at Tamsin's tonight and I should be home in the morning."

My mom got up from her desk and she walked over to me. As she fixed my hair she said, "I do wish you would take the wrap that came with this dress instead of that dreadful jacket."

I rolled my eyes and told her, "It'll be fine. I'm only wearing it for all of ten minutes total."

She let out an exasperated breath then muttered, "That's beside the point." The look on her face changed to a confused one as she said, "I don't understand why you won't wear it. I mean you and Lauren spent at least four hours at the mall the other day. I couldn't imagine Lauren had a fun time shopping."

I could feel my cheeks start to heat up. We hadn't spent four hours at the mall. In fact, I'm pretty certain we had spent all of an hour at the mall. Lauren's parents had been working late when I had gone to get her to go to the mall and what had started out as a hello kiss turned into us stumbling into the living room for a make out session that had me praying to all gods, even the forgotten Greek ones, that Lauren wanted to go to the next level but I hadn't been that lucky. We had both been topless and I was close to having her bra undone and actually touching Lauren's boob when she told me to stop. So we did. I respected her decision to go slow and only wanted to do what she was comfortable with but the level of sexual frustration that I was feeling was ridiculous. And my method of trying to alleviate some of that tension had my mom asking why I had started taking long baths after school.

"She had a great time shopping." I said with a forced smile on my face hoping my parents wouldn't figure out what we really happened yesterday. "We got dresses that went well together and Lauren is totally cool with me wearing my jean jacket." I scoffed a little then remarked, "Lauren definitely doesn't care about style or fashion or anything."

My dad let out a grunt then remarked, "She may not care about your dress but she is a hormonal teenager. Keep that jacket on all night." He held up a finger. "You know what I think you still have time to go up and change. You have to have a dress that doesn't…" He gestured around in front of his chest, "Show all that."

My mom turned and looked at him. "Phil leave her alone. The dress is fine. Bo is fine." She waved towards the TV. "Watch your game."

He scoffed and her mom smiled at her as she asked, "Where's your overnight bag?"

I shrugged and told her, "I don't need it. I have some clothes at Tamsin's." I chuckled. "I've been spending so much time over there because her and Lauren are inseparable."

I would be jealous about the amount of time that the two of them spent together but the way Lauren looked at me and the way that she was around Tamsin was a definitely different. Also the two of them nerded out about a TV show that I couldn't even wrap my mind around. I couldn't get past the alien thing, also I asked way too many questions. Though Xena I had become a fan of thanks to Tamsin. I almost had been Xena for Halloween but I was talked out of that. Something about my boobs being the reason why Lauren would get into her first fight.

The doorbell rang and I walked into the foyer to answer it. When I opened it Lauren was standing there in the dark blue dress she had picked out and she had looked amazing in it. Her hair had been styled to where it had been curled and it fell down around her face perfectly. But the one thing that amazed me was that her big, dark-rimmed glasses were gone. I was stunned by how beautiful she looked that I couldn't find a single word to say, which was a rare thing. I suddenly began to think that maybe I should have put more of an effort into how I looked.

Lauren stood there looking at me with a shy smile on her face and it made the weird indigestion feeling happen. I had no idea how I had gotten so lucky but I wasn't going to think too hard about it. My mom gave my shoulder a gentle nudge and said, "Oh my goodness Lauren you look absolutely wonderful. Come in and let's take a few pictures." Then she shouted, "Phil, get the camera."

Lauren glanced at me as I still gawked at her then she smiled as she said, "Thank you Mrs. Dennis. My uh-My mom surprised me today with a makeover since it was my first dance. Oh and contacts which are taking some time to get used to. I'm expecting to go blind any second here."

Tamsin bumped her shoulder against mine and whispered, "Guess that guest room will finally be seeing some action tonight."

That broke me out of my trance and I scoffed then told her, "I'm not going to do that. I mean I want to but if-if Lauren doesn't want to then I'm not going to uh-" I got flustered and moved away from her which caused Tamsin to laugh. I hated her so much. I walked closer to Lauren who was talking with my dad and he had a serious look on his face. I let out an annoyed breath then said, "Dad what are you doing?"

I saw the startled expression on Lauren's face along with the way her face was a shade of red that seemed to get worse by the second. He got a smile on his face and told me, "Oh don't get bent out of shape Bo. I'm just talking with her seeing where she's taking my darling daughter out on a date." He narrowed his eyes at Lauren. "And she will be nothing short of appropriate isn't that right Lauren?"

Lauren's head bobbed up and down in agreement and I rolled my eyes in irritation. Even if Lauren had been ready to go to that next level my dad had effectively shut that down. I let out a frustrated breath then asked, "Can we take pictures so we can go please?"

My mom told me yes and she snapped a few pictures. We were about to head out of the door when I remembered I had forgotten the tickets on the fridge. I ran into the kitchen and when I walked by the island I glanced at the pile of mail that was on it. I saw the envelope from Stanford mixed in and my heart began to race. Mom must have forgotten to tell me it had come. I pulled the envelope out of the pile then ripped into it and pulled out the letter. I had to read it twice and by the time I had finished the second time tears were blurring my vision.

I hadn't gotten in.

I hadn't gotten in and it meant that I wasn't going to be going to the same college as Lauren. I thought the world was crumbling from beneath me. If I didn't go to the same school as Lauren what was I going to do? "Hey Dennis where did you go to get those tickets?" I heard Tamsin yell as she began to make her way back to the kitchen.

I folded up the rejection letter and shoved it under the bigger pile of mail then wiped away the tears that were threatening to leak from my eyes. By the time Tamsin had gotten into the kitchen I was able to pretend like I wasn't on the verge of a meltdown. "You okay?" She asked as she looked at me.

I forced a smile on my face and I went over to the fridge to get the tickets. As I moved the magnet that was holding them onto the fridge I told her, "Yeah. I'm just excited. Lauren looks great."

Tamsin chuckled and remarked, "Yeah well you missed the live showing of her freak out about her looking like an idiot." I turned around and Tamsin placed her hand on my shoulder as she asked again, "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah I am." I held up the tickets for the dance. "Come on, we've got to get Lauren to her first dance."

Tamsin chuckled then told me, "I have a camera and I'm getting all of the fun on film."

We left and I pushed the depressing thought of me not going to the same school as Lauren out of my mind. I was going to make sure that Lauren had a good time then I would worry about the rest later.

XXXX

I sat in the back of the limo, fidgeting with the edge of my dress while Tamsin giggled, shoving a disposable camera in my face. "Can you stop, Tams?"

"Nope! Certainly can't and won't!" She snapped another quick picture and nudged me, "Cheer up Lewis, you look like a dog crapped in your hand." She bent to look out the window at Bo hugging her parents goodbye, "Get excited. You're going to the dance with your girlfriend and then coming to my house for the after party for three. Turn that frown down and get it the hell out of here."

I groaned, "Tams, please. I don't need more excitement." I glanced at Bo's dad giving me a halfhearted evil eye and groaned harder, covering my face. "I'm close to vomiting all over your dress pants."

"Hey don't knock my outfit." She waved over the white button down and grey pinstripe pants she wore, stating that if she was going to be the chaperone, she would dress the part. Tamsin poked my arm, "What's wrong, Lauren?"

I mumbled through my hands, "Bo's dad had a talk with me about tonight."

"Yeah, so." Tamsin slid down on the slippery leather to sit half on me, "He talked to me too, what's the big."

I glared at my best friend, "No, he like had the TALK with me. How I wasn't to touch his baby girl, avoid staring at her for more than three seconds and be nothing but a gentleman. I was to treat her like she was a national secret I was transporting to the president. I think he was about to threaten me with something before Bo caught him." I sighed, fidgeting harder with a hem, my cheeks starting to burn with embarrassment. "I know what he means about national secrets, my mom deals with them all day and she gets this look in her eye when she has to transport them, it's scary."

Tamsin rolled her eyes, "Oh lord. Bo's dad is probably screwing with you. To be honest you need to make that talk become reality." She shoved me a bit, "You two need to do something about this weird tension around you. One, you can't get her pregnant and she sure as shit can't get you pregnant, third, I am getting real sick of hearing Bo bitch about her mom bitching about all the long ass after school baths."

I raised an eyebrow, "Why is she taking baths after school?" I was confused. I knew Bo was a clean freak and sometimes took really long showers at Tamsin's house, but she had long hair and shaved her legs constantly.

Tamsin groaned, squeezing her eyes shut, "Bo is diddling in the bath tub because you leave her with blue balls the size of Africa every time you make out." She huffed, "It's the same reason why you hide in the bathroom for ten minutes under the excuse you had a bad burrito." Tamsin suddenly made an inappropriate gesture with her hands, "You two need to just finger blast to the moon and back."

I swatted Tamsin hard on the arm, "Oh my fudging god, shut up!" My cheeks were flaming red and I wanted to run out of the limo, "I…can't…shut up…I don't...shut up."

The blonde was giggling uncontrollably, slapping me back when the side door opened and Bo stuck her head in, a lopsided grin on her face, "Ladies, settle. My parents can see what's going on and my dad is debating on letting me go to the dance at all."

I shoved Tamsin hard, shoving her off the leather seat to land on the floor before looking at Bo, "Sorry, Tamsin is being…well Tamsin."

Bo shook her head and reached for my hand as she sat next to me, "I can see that, but relax Lauren. My dad was messing with you, but he does expect you to treat me right tonight." She looked in my eyes, "I told him that I was the one that had to treat you right, my incredibly gorgeous girlfriend." Bo leaned over, pressing a kiss to my cheek, whispering, "You look amazing Lauren."

I blushed and shrugged, "You do too, Bo." I smiled taking in how incredible she looked in her dress that was one shade of blue lighter than mine and fit her in ways that had me wanting to use the burrito excuse when we got to the dance, just to be alone and relax. My hormones and heart were colliding and I was scared crapless that Bo's dad would know if I laid on inappropriate hand on her. It didn't help that Bo smelled and looked beyond amazing. Her hair was done up and away from her face and her makeup was flawless, highlight those big brown eyes that I would do anything for, well almost. Damn morals conflicting with my raging hormones. This was going to be a long night, a long night where Bo's dad was always in the back of head.

"You both need to open up a syrup factory for how sappy this scene is." Tamsin waved a hand over us as she snapped another picture, "So what's the plan for this hoedown?"

Bo wrapped her fingers in mine, "We're going to dance, drink punch while I show my girlfriend off and then we'll hit up some pizza and head back to Tamsin's." She looked at me, "Whatever you want to do, Lauren, it's your night. But give me at least one dance." There was something behind her big smile, it was kind of like the fake one she gave that creep of a cheerleader coach when she just wanted to play along and not speak her true feelings.

I stared at our hands, squeezing hers and feeling the words want to come out. To tell Bo that I loved her. I smiled, "Whatever you want, Bo." I felt my heart backhand me at skipping a perfect moment to spill it. Three little words I had been choking down like my grandma's beef stroganoff.

Both Bo and Tamsin rolled their eyes, laughing. Bo lifted my hand, kissing the knuckles, "Lauren, tonight is about you. You and us, so relax, breathe and have fun."

I sighed, moving to push up the non-existent glasses, "Fudge."

This was going to be excruciating.

The gym was packed and looked nothing like Mapleview's gym slash basketball court. It was filled with flora and fauna, trying to play up the spring fling theme. I scanned the room, gripping onto Bo's arm as my anxiety began to reach a nuclear level. People were looking over at us as we entered, but smiled, waved and moved on with whatever mingling that teenagers did at dances.

"Relax." Bo's breath was warm against my ear, sending shivers down my spine, "You're with me, I'll keep you close and safe." She kissed right under my ear, chasing the shivers out with that weird liquid heat feeling that started in-between my legs and traveled north and south.

I swallowed hard, glancing at her, "I know. It's, I just, I've never done this and it's making me sick." I smiled weakly, "Would you be mad if I said I wanted to go home?" I batted my eyes, hoping the puppy dog look would win.

Bo cocked an eyebrow, not buying a thing, "Yes. You promised me a dance and I will get that dance or no more snuggles."

I frowned, running a hand through my hair since my glasses were missing, "Okay." I hated that Bo knew my weakness with snuggles and that my hormones would be equally as pissed if I blocked them from snuggling into all that soft Bo Dennis skin and boobs.

Bo kissed me quickly, leaning over to grab Tamsin's attention as she eyeballed the hell out of the snack table, "Tamsin? I'm going to get us a drink, can you make sure Lauren doesn't make a run for it?"

Tamsin chuckled, linking her arm in mine, pulling me closer, "Sure thing Boobs McGee, but bring me back a cookie or ten." She winked at me, "This one is a runner. Like a scared baby deer at the first sign of humans."

I frowned deeper, "I hate the both of you." I dropped my eyes to look at the gym floor. Tracking the lines in the parquet floor to calm my nerves. I was totally out of my comfort zone and felt like an alien in the dress, makeup and all the girly stuff Tamsin and Bo slapped on me.

Tamsin patted my arm like my grandma did, "You don't hate us." She peered over my shoulder watching Bo waltz away, "You love that girl more than you love all that science shit in your room." Her big green eyes met mine, full of sincerity, "Are you going to tell her tonight? Soon or never? You probably need to before we head off to Stanford and Bo is stuck going to RISD or some other community college."

I felt my eyes widen, "What? No, Bo is going to Stanford with us. We sent her application off last week and she should get her acceptance letter this week." I swung around looking at Bo chatting with Callie with a smile on her face. "We worked really hard on her letter and getting her social achievements highlighted." I had noticed that she seemed off at her house, and extra fidgeting when Tamsin brought up her dad hooking us up with a huge apartment off campus.

Tamsin sighed softly, squeezing my arm, "Shit. Lewis, I didn't tell you this, but I walked in on Bo crying in the kitchen. Trying to stuff the rejection letter under the weekly coupon clipper." She held my eyes for a second, "She's not going to Stanford with us." Tamsin shrugged disappointed, she had grown attached to Bo in her own way and all three of us were beyond geeked to take on the next chapter of life like we were the three musketeers.

I felt my heart drop like a rock to the bottom of my stomach. I turned to stare at Bo, the want to cry rising fast. I couldn't imagine not seeing Bo every day or not spending every day with her in some way. "Fudge." I whispered it, swinging around to look at my best friend for some sort of answer. "What can we do?" The panic and anxiety were colliding and now I understood what everyone meant when they spoke of true love being one of the life giving functions. To eat, breathe, drink, sleep and love, it was what kept a human alive, and Bo was critical in that. Even if I was being a typical dramatic sixteen year old, she had become a key component of my life.

Tamsin shrugged, "Nothing. Her grades have been a pile of shit since junior high, she kept falling back on her parent's money and the hope they'd just shove her into design school then take over the family business. We both know Stanford has a stupid ass high admittance criteria and you know what saved me was that I had decent grades in junior high and my dad made a donation. That and the teachers all vouched for me that I had a big brain hidden under the need to punch every fucking idiot in the world." She stepped away as Bo started walking back, squeezing my shoulder. "Anyways, you don't know anything, but I promise, we'll figure something out." Tamsin winked at me and hustled off to high five Wayne and the rest of the football team devouring cocktail wieners.

I nodded slowly, feeling more anxiety about Bo. I forced a smile when she handed me a cup of fruit punch. "Hey, Callie says hi and that you look great."

I blushed, taking the drink in both hands. Not knowing anything else to say, I was still learning how to take compliments from anyone, including my girlfriend.

Bo moved closer, that million-watt grin plastered all over her face, "Everyone is staring at us." She looked around the room at all our classmates looking at us, smiling, waving and oddly approving of Bo and I being together. "And I feel like the luckiest girl alive to have you as my girlfriend."

I blushed deeper and mumbled something I didn't even understand, when Bo gasped at the new song that started playing from the front of the gym.

"ooh, I love this song." She grabbed my hand and tugged me out on to the floor. I grimaced not recognizing the song, I needed to pay better attention when Tamsin and Bo forced me to watch MTV.

"Bo…I don't." I shrugged looking at her.

She rolled her eyes, took the cup out of my hands and set it on a table next to us, "I played it for you last week at our spot. I told you that it was what I totally thought is our song. I swear by Boyz II Men."

I half smiled, only remembering making out heavily anytime we were in our spot. I blew out some air and swallowed hard when Bo took my hand and slid her arm around my waist. She grinned at me, her brown eyes sparkling as she sang the words to the song softly to me.

Looking in her eyes, I felt the entire world melt away to the point it was just her and I. God, did I love her so much that I could never put it into words. I looked away before I started tearing up from the stupid emotions of being sixteen and grossly in love, and caught Ted glaring at us with Dyson pointing and sneering. I swallowed hard again, sensing Dyson was about to do something by the way he smirked at me. "Bo…" I scanned to find Tamsin, my freak out about to happen regardless of Bo holding me tight.

Her hand on my cheek drew me back to her, "Lauren, I really like you and I have to tell you something." Her smile faded as she sighed and rolled her eyes.

I looked down at the front of her dress, mainly at the tops of her boobs and blurted it out, "I know about Stanford." I glanced up at her, her face turning a pale color as she bit her bottom lip.

"Lauren, I can come visit…" Bo shook her head, looking up at the ceiling, "I don't want to think about it, but I had to tell you. I like you so much and it's hard to hold it in." She met my eyes again, "I know we've been together only seven months, but it's been incredible and I feel like a piece of shit for not taking school seriously. It's biting me in the ass now and I have to figure out how to live without…um, live so far away from you." She tore her eyes away, looking down at our hands, shaking her head and paused her words, words that were on the verge of a verbal diarrhea outbreak.

I swallowed hard, trying to find the courage and the words to tell her exactly what I felt for her and that it was probably time that I showed her what she meant to me. I didn't give a flying fudge that I was sixteen and barely able to vote and drive, Bo Dennis, my amazing girlfriend standing in front of me was the one true love of my life and I wanted her to know it. She was the fabled one my parents and grandparents spend nights telling me about and suggesting I search out. I had found her, she found me and if anything, I would give up Stanford for her. She was that important to me, I was in love with her.

I took a slow breath, licking my lips to embark on the third scariest thing I had ever done in my life and confess my feelings, when I felt a very familiar strong hand on my shoulder shoving me with force.

"We got to go." Tamsin's voice had a sense of urgency in it that had both Bo and I swinging to look at her. She shook her head and started shoving us, "Seriously, we need to hustle the fuck out of here."

I looked over her shoulder to see Ted lying on the ground, clutching his stomach covered in fruit punch. I frowned, "Tams…." This is when I noticed her white shirt was half covered in red, "What is that?"

"Shut the fuck up, Lewis and move. Wayne is covering for us." She turned to look at the havoc she created. Wayne and the football team were circled around Dyson, keeping him contained in a meathead cage. Dyson was shouting Tamsin's name, holding what looked to be like a bald spot on the side of his face, and I could've sworn he was crying. Wayne suddenly picked him up and started walking Dyson out towards the back door. A few teachers were walking over to sort out the commotion when the linebackers all distracted of them by hooting and hollering like the big apes they were.

Tamsin was now in the middle of Bo and I, her arms linked in ours as she dragged us towards the door. "Ted was about to ruin a bunch of shit and I stopped it. Dyson is missing a huge chunk of his beard and Ted probably will be shitting blood for a week." Tamsin shoved harder, "Move it bitches before I get suspended again." She then looked over at Bo, "Ted was about to pull a Carrie on our nerd here. I should go back and break his fucking nose right off."

Bo's eyes turned dark and she tried to break free from Tamsin, "I will kick Dyson's balls in until their dust."

Tamsin laughed, kicking the gym doors open, "I'd love to see that, but we need to leave this shit show and move the party back to my house. I have pizza on the way and a few bottles of Boone's farm on ice." She winked at me, "Tonight is going to be a night of many firsts for you, Lauren Lewis."

I huffed out a garbled mix of words that were my attempt to contest Tamsin's smirk, but when I looked at Bo, she was grinning at me with that stupid grin that had melted me from the first day I ever saw her in my freshman year.

I sighed, taking Bo's hand, "Fine, but no anchovies on the pizza."

Tamsin ripped the limo's back door open, high fiving me, "This is going to be a fucking blasty blast!"

I hopped in the backseat, silently debating her in my head.

If anything, this night was going to continue on the path of being a night of fudging too many emotions I was not prepared to deal with.