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Hannah, once the shy and awkward "Black Cat" of her elementary school, is now a confident and sassy young woman navigating the complexities of adulthood. After years of being defined by a catastrophic fart incident in first grade, she’s determined to redefine herself. But when she unexpectedly reunites with Jeremy—the class weirdo who heroically took the blame for her embarrassing moment—she's thrown into a whirlwind of nostalgia and unexpected chemistry.

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• Chapter 1 The Fart

  HANNAH
  People call me a "black cat." Like I just radiate bad luck or something, as if my vibe

• Chapter 2 The Friendship

  HANNAH
  It had been a few days since The Fart Heard ‘Round the Classroom, and life had more or

• Chapter 3 Human Science Fair

  HANNAH
  When I got home from school, I tossed my bag onto the floor and collapsed onto my bed w

• Chapter 4 The Art of Surviving History Class

  HANNAH
  If boredom could kill, history class would be a war crime.
  Mr. Abernathy stood at the fr

• Chapter 5 As Usual

  HANNAH
  I stirred the pot on the stove, my mind still spinning from last night. I had replayed

• Chapter 6 Stare Like You Mean It

  HANNAH
  It felt like old times again.
  Jeremy sprawled out on the living room floor, surrounded b

• Chapter 7 Maybe Just a Little?

  HANNAH
  Dinner was always a bit of a circus at our house. Mom fluttered around like some kind o

• Chapter 8 Another Who Speak His Language

  HANNAH
  The cafeteria hummed with the usual lunch-hour chaos: trays clattering, snippets of lau

• Chapter 9 Like a Plague

  HANNAH
  The days blended together, and I became an expert at avoiding Jeremy. We still talked i

• Chapter 10 The 3 in a Tutu

  It was the second week of summer break, and ballet class had become the trio’s latest adventure. Jes

• Chapter 11 Something Different

  HANNAH
  The silence between us felt thick, like a layer of fog that neither of us could escape.

• Chapter 12 You want to watch ballet?

  HANNAH
  Months had passed since that day with Jeremy. The tension between us had melted into something

• Chapter 13 For 1,825 Days

  HANNAH
  It was the day after graduation, and the weight of everything seemed to settle in all a

• Chapter 14 The Loneliness Inside

  HANNAH
  The dim light from the TV flickered in the corner of my apartment, casting shadows on t

• Chapter 15 The Breaking Point

  HANNAH
  The buzz of my phone was the only thing that dragged me out of my trance.
  I stared at th

• Chapter 16 Home

  HANNAH
  It had been a long time since I’d been back here. The smell of home hit me the second I

• Chapter 17 A Quiet Dinner

  HANNAH
  The dinner table felt too small. I sat across from Jeremy, my parents on either side of

• Chapter 18 The Pressure, The Quiet

  HANNAH
  I sat cross-legged on my bed, the soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminating the pages

• Chapter 19 Guide me.

  HANNAH
  We stepped into my room, the soft glow of the evening sun filtering through the blinds

• Chapter 20 You move like you’re meant to be seen.

  HANNAH
  Practicing had quietly woven itself into our daily rhythm. Jeremy, with his perpetual s

• Chapter 21 I'll Have You

  HANNAH
  The soft hum of conversation greeted me as I stepped into the Whitaker house, dessert i

• Chapter 22 Lips On Mine

  HANNAH
  I paced in my room, the phone pressed to my ear, trying to concentrate on my manager’s

• Chapter 23 Aftermath and Healing

  HANNAH
  The morning sunlight filtered through the windows as I sat in the living room, my legs

• Chapter 24 Plopped

  HANNAH
  The hum of the city buzzed in the air as Jeremy parked the car outside the large glass-

• Chapter 25 Doing what adults do

  HANNAH
  The rain was relentless, pounding against the windows like a persistent drumbeat. The s

• Chapter 26 Or him.

  HANNAH
  The drive back home was long, drawn out by the silence that filled the car. The storm h

• Chapter 27 Not now

  HANNAH
  The next morning, I headed to the studio alone. Jeremy had left early, mentioning somet

• Chapter 28 Grown Distance

  3RD PERSON'S POV
  Jeremy arrived at the house just before noon, his car pulling up to the drive

• Chapter 29 My Moment

  HANNAH
  The days blurred into weeks as the countdown to my performance edged closer. Every musc

• Chapter 30 I felt like I wasn’t running anymore.

  HANNAH
  The wind whipped through my hair as I leaned over the railing, the ocean stretching end