Fuck me.

"I’m not telling you. No, you have to wait until you’re here or I’m there to find out." Jett balanced the phone between his ear and shoulder as he stood in front of the refrigerator, trying to remember what his original goal of being in the kitchen was.

"Come on, please," Presley begged him, still not letting go of the fact that he wouldn't tell her what the 'good news' Jett had been talking about for almost a month now was.

"I already told you, I want to see the look on your face when I tell you-" He was cut off by her insisting that he could see her face if they were on FaceTime. "It’s not the same! Plus what if it freezes? Then I won’t be able to see it." He quickly responded, grabbing a water bottle and cheese stick before heading back up to his bedroom. Presley continued to try and find ways to get him to give up his secret until he finally cracked.

"Fine," He barely got the word out before hearing a loud squealing noise from the other side of the phone. "but only because you aren't going to stop asking about it until then. I got accepted to UCLA. You’re now officially the girlfriend of a Division 1 basketball player and political science major." And I’m the boyfriend of Berkeley's hottest social welfare major." He couldn't help but smile when he heard her almost scream on the other end.

"Are you serious? Jett, that's amazing!" She congratulated him before he heard a banging noise and then her familiar laugh. "I'm not so sure that the person in the dorm next to me is thinking the same thing though."

Jett sat down on his bed, taking the phone back into his hands now and letting out a small laugh. He always loved it when she did silly things like that. It reminded him of how things used to be freshman year when they constantly saw each other. 

He would be walking through the hallway and out of nowhere Presley would appear having something new to say every time. One day she would bring up the math homework that he didn't do and the next she would start talking about wanting a puppy. It was always something new with her, but that was what he loved the most. It never got boring.

He still remembered the one time he finally convinced her to sneak off to campus to the beach with him. He knew that leaving campus could get them in trouble, but what he didn't know was that they were on a private piece of the beach. It didn't take too long for the cops to show up and attempt to arrest them. Jett tried his best to talk to officer out of it, but in a matter of seconds he was handcuffed in the back seat along with Presley. At first she was a mess talking about how her father and brothers were going to kill him and she was going to be grounded for life, but after a while, they were in the back seat laughing and joking about everything. The officer took so long to do whatever it was that he had to do, that they both ended up falling asleep on the back seat. They ended up being let go and taken back to the campus without anyone finding out they had even left in the first place, but Presley never let him forget about that night.

He also thought about all the times in math class that he would sit behind her just to talk to her. He never knew what he was going to say to her, but he knew that he just wanted to say something and every time he did, the teacher noticed and kicked him out of the class room. 

Then there was their first high school dance either of them had gone to. Homecoming freshman year. They spent the entire night together, just the two of them, well after he got rid of Jesse. They talked, danced, and after he walked her all the way back to her dorm. She even let him hold her hand for a while that night before he got the idea to stop and buy her a crown from the little campus store. She deserved to win homecoming queen that night, but some other freshman girl did. That was the first time Jett ever realized he was starting to fall for her.

One of his last memories of SMA was him and Presley finally admitting that they liked each other at the end of their freshman year. He hadn't planned on telling her and just forgetting about it, mostly because he wasn't going back to SMA the next year, but he couldn't just not tell her. 

At times, Jett missed being at SMA, but he knew that he was better off back home instead. He felt more at home here because it was his home. Arizona was where he belonged. Not at a boarding school all the way across the country. Leaving didn't stop him and Presley from being together though. During breaks he would bring her to Arizona for the week so they could have some time together, for long weekends he would make the drive up to see her and stay there until he had to head back home, and for holidays his entire family spent time with hers in Virginia. Him and Presley were constantly texting, talking on the phone, or video chatting. It was almost like she was really there sometimes.

"Jett?" When Jett heard his name, he quickly snapped out of his thoughts and realized he was still on the phone with Presley. "Jett are you still there?"

"Yeah, hi, sorry." He quickly blurted out, letting a small smile form on his face. "I was just uh- never mind. I've got to start getting ready for practice. I'll see you soon, alright?" "Hey, wait. Are you sure you still can't make it to graduation? Dean keeps harassing me about asking you and well, I was kind of wondering too." She asked with the same sad tone she had when she asked if he was seriously leaving SMA.

"Yeah, I have to be at UCLA that day for basketball stuff. I'm sorry. I wish I could go, but.." He trailed off, not knowing what else to day.

"Alright, yeah, I get it. Oh, my mom also said to tell you congrats on graduating and she wishes she could have come down with me too." She told him. "But I'll see you soon, hopefully. Good luck with everything. I love you."