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"Hey babe, can you come here?” The brunette was stuck in front of the mirror, turning back and forth, side to side, trying her best to figure out what she wanted to wear. She knew that the media had been starting to catch on to their relationship, but she had yet to actually sit down and talk to her Dad about it. Judging by the lack of questions on his end, she was sure that he had yet to read any of the articles online about her and Dylan anyway. But tonight she was going to the game as coach’s special guest, sitting beside the benches with her mother and surely she couldn’t hide his jersey that always hung on her back. “You think I look okay?” August bit down on her lesser lip, hand reaching out for the boy, desperate for his touch in her moment of uncertainty.