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“What face?”

Later, they would run home, soaking and laughing, and Caleb would text her: Forty-eight now. New drawing. You in the rain, not scared anymore. teen sex couple

He leaned in, close enough that his nose bumped hers. “It’s not the way you look. It’s the way I feel when I’m looking.” “What face

“And?”

“The one you make when you’re about to say something you’re scared of.” He leaned in, close enough that his nose bumped hers

The rain picked up. People started running. But Lena didn’t move. She pulled the earbud out and let the music disappear into the static of water on asphalt.

“No,” Lena said. She turned to face him fully. “I like you. The kind that makes my stomach hurt when you don’t text back. The kind where I remember the exact shade of your shirt on the first day. The kind that’s—” She stopped. Her sneakers were soaked. Her hair was a disaster.