"I guess I am."

"Stop, I can't take the flirting. I am a heartless person with no interest in love and I don't need the two of you changing my cold soul." Riley muttered as she found one of the few pen spaces left. "I don't want to get puke on my dad's car."

"Riley tries to act like she doesn't have feelings, but we all know she does." Sydney stage whispered in my ear as she unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the car door. "One of these days, she'll crack."

"I will not do any such thing." Riley replied. "Now show me the way to the boys, I have some hearts to break tonight."

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"Is this Connor? This cannot be Connor. You're so cute! Holy crap, give me a hug."

It was past sunset, we had found a parking space, there were teenagers everywhere and tiki torches blazing every few feet. I knew absolutely no one there except for Sydney and Riley, the latter of which had disappeared the second we had set foot in the sand. I wasn't sure how or why it happened, but within a few seconds of bracing through the crowd of sweaty high schoolers, I was being attacked in a bone-crushing hug by a girl I had never seen in my entire life.

"Connor, I see that you've met Jen Hamile, my best friend." Sydney laughed as she approached from behind us. "Jen's incredibly friendly and will give anyone she sees a hug with or without knowing them. The only requirement is—"

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