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escapismqueen · 9 months

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Why I’m team Jelly

Something about Belly and Jeremiah makes so much sense to me. They just ‘flow’. Idk if that’s the right word, but it’s how I see them. Everything with them seems natural and easy, like they don’t have to try with each other, they just are.

I do understand why the Team Conrad people want to see them together (in some ways) but in my opinion, Jeremiah is the right choice for endgame and is Belly’s future.

Conrad was Belly’s first love. He was the older brother who was always sweet to her and who she harboured a crush for, for so many years. But Jeremiah’s the love that’s always been there. He’s the love that all of a sudden hits her in the face and she goes ‘how has it taken me this long to see it?’. Jeremiah is the boy who stayed at home with her for a week because she was sick and he didn’t want her to be alone. He’s the boy she stayed home for when he got sick too. He’s the boy she would run with to the beach with and play in the water. The boy who she knows “better than any boy”. She’s the girl who makes him feel seen (which only his mum and belly do). He’s the guy that will ‘always come and get her’. No matter at what stage Belly was in in her life, wether she was going on a date with someone or if she was little and was going to be home alone sick, Jeremiah pushed his own feelings aside, and chose to be there for her.

Maybe it’s only me seeing this as someone with a soft spot for Jelly, but everything seems less awkward with Jeremiah than it does with Conrad. Don’t get me wrong, there’s been more than a few moments with belly and Conrad where I’ve been like ‘omg that’s so cute’, but there’s also a slight awkwardness there sometimes. But I’ve never felt that there’s been an awkward moment between Belly and Jeremiah. Even when they were in the car together after not speaking for months, it was quiet and there was a tension, but it was never awkward.

They have such best friends to lovers energy and they have most importantly endgame energy. My only hope is that they show more of Belly feeling love for Jeremiah and not just Conrad. Because it’s so obviously there, so I need to see more of it. That boy means the world to her, and I’d like to actually see that shown more than it is.

Idc what anyone says, the relationship that Belly and Jeremiah have is so much healthier than with her and Conrad. Jelly communicates with each other, they tell each other how they feel and the love they have for each other (and I’m not just talking about romantic here) never falters, no matter the situation. Conrad seems to give affection and then pull away. He’s more talk than walk, whereas Jeremiah is more walk than talk. I know Conrad suffers with his mental health, and as someone who does as well, I can sympathise with him and understand why he does some of the things he does. But are we going to sit here and say that Jeremiah doesn’t suffer with his too ? I feel like people forget that Jeremiah has also lost his Mother. And he was there watching it happen, he saw her slipping away, that surely has had a huge impact on him. Not to mention that whilst it was happening, the girl that he was in love with was dating his brother, and he stood back and let it happen because he wanted both his Brother and Belly to be happy.

The entire scene with Belly and Jeremiah at the college sums them up for me. The montage of them giving each other piggyback rides and twirling each other around, Jeremiah tucking Belly’s hair behind her ear (did anyone else notice that when Conrad did that, she pulled away and asked him if she had something on her face, but when Jeremiah did it, she didn’t even flinch ? just saying 👀) the montage radiated nothing but complete joy, happiness and love and affection. And even in the serious moments, like when they talked about the future, Belly planned it with Jeremiah in it. And say what you want, but she didn’t plan it as ‘friends’ she was planning that future as a ‘we’, as a couple.

When Belly was at home and looking through the pictures of the boys and Susannah, clearly upset and missing them, it’s Jeremiah she called, despite them not having spoken in months. When it comes to belly’s struggles, she will always call Jeremiah for help. Always. And when it comes to Jeremiah’s, Belly is the only one that makes him feel better. Always. They just work. (Thinks if the tower of terror scene)

I just don’t want Belly to get back together with Jeremiah, only for her to then break his heart again. She clearly wants him, so let’s keep it that way, I am begging. Jeremiah deserves the world and Belly is his world. And Belly deserves the love she’s always craved (and without even noticing it at the time, Jeremiah is the love she’s always craved). She built Conrad up in her head, she gave him traits that she wanted him to have because she loved him, she gave him chance after chance because she loved him. But that true love, happiness fairly tale that she’s always imagined, that’s Jeremiah, and now is the time for her to notice that (as it seems she has) and to STAY thinking that.

I know how the book ends, and before anyone asks, no I haven’t read them. But I really do hope that they change the ending for the show. Jelly is a pure love. It’s a true love. They’re ‘real’ in the words of Belly. I’ve said this on someone’s post before, but the song Daylight by Taylor swift is very Jelly coded. The lyrics ‘I once believed love would be burning red, but it’s golden’ sums it up. Conrad was Belly’s burning red love. The love that yes, was deep and meaningful, but was also complicated and painful. Jeremiah is her golden love; also deep and meaningful, but the love that’s bright, one that makes her happy and is just easy. She never has to question herself around him, she can just be Belly.

And whilst im at it, I’ve seen a lot of discourse of people calling Belly a ‘bad person’ and I feel the need to stick up for her here. Has she made some mistakes ? Yes. Questionable ones ? Yes. But she’s a teenage girl for gods sake. Are you telling me that your teenage self has never made a questionable decision ? Are you telling me that your teenage self had never hurt someone ? Belly is young and has two boys who clearly care about and love her wanting her. Boys who have been in her life always. Of course she’s going to be confused and make decisions that hurt someone. I’m not saying she’s never in the wrong, because of course she is, but so is everyone at some point in their life. Again, she’s a teenaged girl, give her a fucking break. I never see anyone calling the boys ‘bad people’ for the questionable choices they’ve made.

Anyway, Jeremiah is Belly’s person. And Belly is Jeremiah’s person. Enough said. And also, THAT kiss!

#tsitp s2 #tsitp #team jelly #jeremiahandbelly #team Jeremiah #jeremiah fisher #belly conklin #conrad fisher #the summer I turned pretty #jelly endgame #jenny han #can I @jennyhan on this ? 🤣#someone send this to Jeanne please 🤣#im not even joking

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tsitp-favourites · 9 months

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Jelly | Season 2

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#itsnotsummerwithoutyou #thesummeriturnedpretty #tsitp #tsitpbooks #tsitpbookseries #tsitpseries #tsitp cast #tsitpseason2 #jenny han #jeremiahfisher #teamjeremiah #teamjelly #teamjellyfisher #gavin casalegno #jeremiahandbelly #bellyconklin #teambelly #lola tung

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ember-not-amber · 9 months

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AAAAAHHHHHH S2 EP 5!!!

I feel so bad for Jeremiah that he’s compared himself to Conrad his whole life and felt like Conrad is better than him in every way💔

I was yelling at the TV for him to kiss Belly because clearly she wanted him to!

“Why don’t you want to kiss me?”

“Because if I kiss you, I don’t know that I can ever stop.”

That got my heart FLUTTERING💓💗💞

I am so glad that Belly might leave her first love with Conrad in the past (I don’t believe that Taylor will when they made that pact bc if the dancing scene and the almost kiss) and I hope she can love someone else as strongly as she apparently loved Conrad.

I’m kinda mad at Steven for hitting on Taylor while she has a boyfriend. Even though she’s going through a rough patch with Milo it’s common sense that you don’t go for someone who is taken and if Taylor has feelings for Steven again, she should break up with Milo first before pursuing those feelings. It feels like this show is romanticizing [women] cheating like Gilmore Girls did and I hate that so much.

It looks like there might bestie vibes between Cam and Skye and I’d love to see what their friendship dynamic is like.

#tsitp spoilers #tsitp s2 #tsitp jeremiah #the summer i turned pretty #team jeremiah #team jelly #belly x jeremiah #jeremiah x belly #jeremiah fisher #anti bonrad #tsitp #tsitp show #tsitp season 2 #jeremiah x happiness #jeremiah and belly #belly and jeremiah #bellyandjeremiah #jeremiahandbelly #original post

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sharkara · 9 months

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team conrad or team jeremiah???? i’m team belly go to therapy

#the summer i turned pretty #el verano en el que me enamoré #belly #belly x conrad #conrad fisher #jeremiah fisher #team jeremiah #team conrad #jeremiahandbelly #belly x jeremiah

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dancingqueen19 · 8 months

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Meet me in the pouring rain

Jere and I were studying quietly; all that was making noise was the thunder and the rain pattering on the roof outside. He was seated at the edge of my tiny bed in my dorm room, and I was at the top. His eyebrows furrowed, and his blue eyes trailed down the book. He looked so adorable when he was focused. I can’t help but get distracted. He must’ve felt me staring because he said, "Bells, can we take a break?” He glances up at me when I don’t respond and adds, "Please, we’ve been studying for two hours!” I sigh, "We really have to get this down; now get your eyes glued to your calculus book. I smile and point at it. He sighs back. "You’re the one who was staring at me and made me lose focus!” He scoots closer to me, laying the book down. I can’t help but to grin at that because he was right. "Please." He pouts and scoots even closer. " Fine, just for a second, though.” He grins and says, "Yes, ma'am.” He leans in to kiss me gently, and I, of course, kiss him back because who could resist him?

I pulled away; our cheeks flushed, and our pupils dilated. "Okay, back to stud-,” I can’t finish my sentence because he’s kissing me again, this time rougher. Jere," I say as I pull away again. He trails his lips down my cheek to my neck. Burning me. I giggle and say, "Come on, we've got to get back to reading!” I lightly push him back, and he says, "Okay, okay.” He picks up his book and starts reading. His lips were still swollen. I pick my book back up, but I can’t seem to register the words; my skin is all tingly, and my heart’s still beating fast. I steal a glance up at Jeremiah, but he’s already staring at me. "You creep!" I laugh.

“So you’re allowed to look at me, but I can’t look at you?” He asked, putting on a fake frown. "Exactly." I lean in and kiss him passionately. I can’t help it. I could taste our shared breath. He fumbles to take off my sweater and throws it on the floor. A call interrupts us; it’s Taylor. I reluctantly pull away, our breaths heaving. I answer, "Hey, Taylor, what’s up?” Silence. I hang up. "She must’ve butt-dialed me or something." I explain.

Jeremiah nods and clears his throat. "I should probably get going.” I frown. But what about the storm outside? He rises from my bed and asks, "Do you have anything I can wear?” I grab his hand. “Stay with me, please.” He kissed my hand. " I wish, I told Jake, that I’d be back to help him prepare for the party he’s throwing tomorrow.” I get up, let go of his hand, and get into my closet. I pull out a hoodie that Steven gave me when I was 14. It’s my favorite, plus it’s 3 sizes too big for me, so it should fit him just fine. “Here.” I hand it to him, and he examines it. "Bells, where did you get this?” I smile and say, "Steven gave it to me awhile ago; why?”He grins and says, "This is my hoodie; I looked for this thing forever! I can’t believe he stole it!” My eyes widen, and I smile too. “It’s my favorite thing to lounge in.” He laughs, saying, "I was planning on not giving it back to you, but I can’t do that now that I know it’s your favorite.” I giggled back. "You better! That hoodie got me through some tough times!” He throws it on and walks toward the door. "What about studying?” I really don’t want him to leave just yet. "I can’t study with you; I get too distracted.” He smirks. That is true. We always end up kissing or just watching a movie instead. "Bye, then." I say it in a fake, mad tone. He hugs me and says, "I’ll see you tomorrow. I promise. I’ll skip the party and come here.” I smiled at his shoulder. "Thank you, but you don’t have to skip your party.” I say, He pulls away. " Don’t worry about it; I don’t feel like putting up with a bunch of drunk people; I’d rather just come here and watch a movie.” I nod. And kiss his cheek and watch as he exits the door.

I go to sit back on my bed and see his phone lying there. I grab it, throw on my sweater, and run out of the door. He just left a minute ago; he shouldn’t be far. I see him walking in the distance. "Jeremiah!” I yell, the rain pouring down on my head. He continues walking; he must not have heard me, so I run closer to him, water soaking through my house shoes. "Jeremiah!" I yelled again. He turns around and says, "What are you doing out here?” He yells back, and I flash him his phone. "Your phone." He smiles "I could’ve just gotten it tomorrow!” I reply, "Then I wouldn’t have been able to call you when you get home!” He says something, but I can’t hear him due to the sound of thunder that erupts. He steps closer to me, standing so close that we’re practically touching noses. "I love you!” He shouts. I look into his eyes, his eyelashes dripping from the rain, and I kiss him. His lips are wet but still so soft, and the hood on top of his head is clearly not keeping the rain from him. He kisses me back intensely. Our bodies pressed together, heating us up from the cold rain. The world has stopped moving, and we’re the only two people left on this planet. I don’t even think I feel the rain anymore, even though it’s still very present. He pulls away first, catching his breath. "I love you too!” I shout back. He smiles and pulls me back in.

Requested by @babyducklingsworld kissing in the rain.

#belly and jeremiah #jeremiahandbelly #belly x jeremiah #belly conklin #tsitp jeremiah #tsitp season 2 #the summer i turned pretty #jellyfish #jeremiah fisher #team jelly #team jeremiah

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differentlyweird · 8 months

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THIS IS A JEREMIAH FISHER STAN ACCOUNT! SHOW AND BOOKS IDC IDC . His family/the Conklin family do not care about him at all! He deserves to find a real family that appreciates him. Love triangle aside, no one ever really cares about how he feels. They see him as this laid back “sunshine” person but don’t care to really look beyond that. I will never understand why with Conrad everyone seems to understand his depth and emotions but that all goes out the window with Jeremiah? I’m not saying he’s perfect, he has his faults. At his core though he just wants his loved ones to be happy! Jenny Han he deserves his happy ending with a love story of his own. I want to see him happy and in love with a family that loves him back. Omg wait… that’s actually a fantastic fanfic idea. If Jenny won’t do it maybe I will. I’m not even that good of a writer but I’ll try. What do y’all think? I just love him so much y’all, he deserves better

#jeremiah x belly #tsitp book spoilers #tsitp jeremiah #jeremiahandbelly #team jeremiah #jeremiah fisher #conrad fisher #tsitp books #fanfic ideas #Bonrad can go do their thing but jere deserves better

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seek--rest · 9 months

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SEEK i still have not watched this show BUT!!!! bellyjere got delicate tv?????? in a cute ass clip??????? winning!!!!!

I WATCHED IT AND I SCREAM!!!!

That they got one of thee songs,,,,,,,,, yes exactly. Also you should watch this show and join the grown ass brain rot with me. You’ll be disappointed. The fandom is young and miserable. I’m having a ball.

#seek speaks #tsitp #tsitp spoilers #tsitp s2 #bellyjere #the name is terrible we have GOT to work on it #jerelly #jelly #jeremiahandbelly #SOMETHING ELSE

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gennylove77 · 9 months

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This is so true

#the summer i turned pretty #team jelly #jeremiah fisher #belly conklin #jeremiahandbelly #conrad fisher #team jeremiah #team conrad

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cousinkooksbackup · 7 months

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Exchanged Love. || a bellyjere au fic

chapter fifteen

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belly's pov

I'd never really been into drinking, or maybe it was more accurate to say I'd never tried it before. But as I stood there, emotions swirling inside me like a tornado, all I could think was that now was as good a time as any to give it a shot. I couldn't quite put my finger on what had come over me. Maybe it was the fear of yet another school year being ruined by people who walked all over me. Or perhaps it was the green-eyed monster that reared its head when Lacie claimed Jeremiah like he was the last slice of cake in the bakery.

Whatever it was, it had unleashed a side of me that felt entirely unfamiliar. I wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing, but instead of dwelling on it, I decided to live in the moment. I took the shot Wade offered me, not bothering to see what Jeremiah had chosen to do. If he wanted to go with her, that was his choice.

Turns out, alcohol tasted disgusting. Like battery acid sliding down my throat, causing waves of discomfort in my stomach. I winced, crinkling my eyes shut and attempting to wipe away any lingering liquid that hadn't quite made it into my mouth. Seriously, what was all the buzz about?

"Atta girl! Belly here is going to be the best thing that happened to BCHS," Wade declared triumphantly, his arm around me. How could it bother me when everyone around us was celebrating me? It was a foreign but exhilarating feeling.

"I still can't believe you said that to Lacie; it was legendary," EJ shook his head. Taylor, resting her head on EJ's shoulder, sat across his lap. They were the kind of cute couple you only saw in movies—both athletic, both popular, and neither of them mean. I couldn't help but envy them a little.

I still didn't feel like I'd said anything that impactful to Lacie. Maybe I'd been a tad petty, but I hadn't cursed her or insulted her; I was just brutally honest. Jeremiah hadn't mentioned her. Actually, until tonight, I'd never even thought he had a girlfriend. He was just so good at making me feel like I was the only person who existed when we were together.

"Belly babes, I know I already said it, but you're like, for real, my new BFF," Taylor chimed in. "Seriously, I need a lot more feminine energy around when I'm hanging out with these dumbos."

It dawned on me that I was becoming the girl at the American high school who was best friends with all the football players. Invited to all their parties, sitting at their table—it all felt a little surreal. It was like my life was being plucked straight from a movie. So when Wade came around with another round of shots, I didn't hesitate; I happily took it. This time, the battery acid was more muted—still not great, but the floaty feeling that had started to infiltrate my body felt better.

"Has anyone seen Jeremiah?" The words tumbled from my lips before I could even think. I was pretty sure my cheeks were burning, but I couldn't tell if it was from the alcohol or the embarrassment that people now knew I had Jeremiah on my mind.

"I don't think he's come back down since going up with Lacie, babe," Taylor frowned, looking toward the stairs.

I had practically encouraged him to go upstairs with her, suggesting they find a more private spot to talk. I had no right to be jealous, but I couldn't help feeling a little green.

"Yo, Belly, have you ever played beer pong?" Ricky called out, though I was still unsure if that was his name. But thanks to the alcohol, I felt more confident, so until told otherwise, that's what I was going with.

"I haven't, but I think I could figure it out," I smiled, pushing off the kitchen counter. If Jeremiah got to have some fun, then so did I. Of course, my idea of fun was worlds different from what was probably happening behind those closed doors upstairs.

"I'm the beer pong champion; you couldn't have lucked out on a better teacher," he winked, holding his arm out for me. I gratefully latched onto it, my wobbly feet finding newfound support. As we navigated through the partygoers, all eyes were on me this time, not because I was with Jeremiah, but because I was with Ricky. People were actually looking at me this time. So I smiled and waved, the alcohol helping me uncover a newfound confidence I'd yet to explore.

He led me down to the finished basement, which was decked out with various games. EJ must've been loaded.

"Bowen, who's the new girl?" a guy asked, sitting with a few others and some girls around the beer pong table.

"Fishers' new exchange student, everyone meet Belly!" Ricky nudged me forward with a big grin on his face.

"In the flesh," I laughed, unsure of what else to say. But Ricky stepped in, slinging his arm around me proudly. What was it with these guys?

"She's gonna be my pong partner, and we're going to annihilate you, just like she did to Lacie Barone." That certainly got everyone's attention.

As Ricky set up the game and explained the rules, it seemed easy enough. I'd seen it done in movies and figured I wouldn't be great at it. Ricky tried to prepare me, but his words of encouragement flowed endlessly. They must've been magic because on my very first attempt, the ball sank into the first cup.

"Oh, she's damn good!" someone else yelled out as my third throw of the night landed in another cup. Ricky was ecstatic, claiming I was carrying our team. A crowd had formed around the table as everyone watched. I couldn't help wishing Jeremiah was here with me, though. Maybe it was the two cups of beer I'd had, but the feeling was undeniable.

We won, which wasn't a surprise to anyone. Ricky begged me to play another game, but I told him I'd come back; I had to pee—really, I felt like I might pee my pants. But it hadn't occurred to me as I climbed the stairs back to the first floor that I had no idea where I was going.

Eventually, I found a bathroom, thanks to some helpful girls who pointed me in the right direction. As I lingered at the stairway back to the basement, my gaze wandered to the stairs where Jeremiah had disappeared earlier.

Navigating the second set of stairs proved more challenging with my tipsy feet. I kept my hand gripping the railing, eyeing the top of the stairs. My last step proved treacherous, and I expected to hit the floor, embarrassing myself, but I never did.

"You don't have to hurt yourself to get my attention, Bells." A familiar voice sent chills down my spine, and butterflies danced in my stomach.

"I was looking for you," I stammered, staring up into his ocean-blue eyes. Suddenly, I forgot my resolution to be just friends with Jeremiah. How could I think that when he looked like this, when he looked at me like this?

"Funny because I was just coming to look for you," he quipped, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

He helped me fully to my feet, our hands lingering on each other's for longer than necessary. The only thing that snapped me out of my Jeremiah-induced trance was the sound of heels clicking down the hallway, approaching us.

Jeremiah cursed under his breath, words I couldn't quite hear, and before I knew it, he was tugging us into a hall closet, shutting the door behind us.

"Jeremiah, what the—" I started to protest, but he gently clamped his hand over my mouth.

"I just ended things with Lacie, and I don't think the next two faces she needs to see are ours," he whispered.

The clicking of Lacie's heels grew closer and closer. All we could do was keep our eyes locked onto each other's. Had he really pulled us into a closet to avoid his ex-girlfriend?

It was then that I realized how close we were, his hand still covering my mouth, the other resting on the side of my waist. We stood there silently, waiting for the sound of her shoes to click down the wooden staircase. It wasn't until the clicking faded that Jeremiah finally spoke.

"Sorry, that was kind of dumb. I just... I literally just ended things, and she's got a bit of a jealousy thing. Sorry, I probably should have—" he began to ramble on, but I wasn't listening. I couldn't.

Not when we were pressed so closely together, not when I could smell the detergent mixing with his cologne. Not when his hand still covered my mouth.

"Jeremiah," I interrupted him, my own hand coming up to grab his. Instead of letting go, I held onto it, tugging him to get his attention.

"You don't need to apologize; it's fine. Are you okay?" It was genuinely fine, even funny that this had been his first instinct. I understood the sentiment.

"Yeah, I'm okay. It's been a long time coming," he sighed, and I found myself frowning slightly. I wondered what their relationship had been like. In my very biased opinion, Jeremiah deserved the best, and, although I hated to admit it, Lacie seemed far from it.

"Why now, then?"

He stared at me for a moment. "Just felt right, I guess."

I stared back, my gaze flitting between his lips and his eyes. "That's all?" I asked, glancing down at our fingers, which were now intertwined.

"Maybe," he offered, his tongue darting out to lick his lips.

There was a moment of silence—or as much silence as the closet could offer us from the party raging outside. We stood there, quietly taking each other in, illuminated by the sliver of light seeping through the door's cracks. I could still make out his eyes and the way the curls framed his face like a work of art.

"Are you ever going to kiss me?" I said, finally breaking the silence.

His response was straightforward, just the way I wanted it, and not a word left his lips. Instead, his hand untangled from mine, finding a spot at the small of my back and pulling me flush against his chest. His lips were soft, and the fruity alcohol we'd been drinking earlier lingered on them.

I felt his free hand cup the side of my jaw, pushing us further against the coats hanging on the rack. I could feel some of the hangers crashing to the floor, but I couldn't bring myself to care. There were a couple of things I should probably care about right now. For starters, I shouldn't be kissing Jeremiah Fisher in this coat closet at a party.

But then again, I was finally kissing Jeremiah, and his lips were just as soft as I had imagined they would be, if not more. I'd gone to my first real high school party, made friends, and there was nothing that could ruin the night for me. I could deal with the consequences of my actions tomorrow.

#bellyjere #belly conklin #jeremiah fisher #jeremiahandbelly #el15

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