After an hour of driving, the car finally stopped in a big building I could tell was the hall because it had a banner with the words 'SENIORS DANCE PARTY' boldly written on it.
"Is it really important?" I asked with my eyebrows furrowed in worry.
"What do you mean?" Jax narrowed his eyes at me.
"The so-called kiss. I don't want to do it, it's too dramatic. Plus, I have a boyfriend." I rumpled a portion of the feather boa in my sweaty hands.
"It's way more important than you can ever imagine." He nodded. "The point of it is to be dramatic. They'll be convinced that you're my girlfriend and won't doubt me a bit. We shouldn't start this all over now, should we? Concerning your Boyfriend, he's definitely not going to find out. And, if you don't do it, I'll let him know about this dumb
