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You've never been this hyped about a school trip before.

To be fair, though, this trip is really exciting—you and the rest of the student council are taking a ferry from Seattle out to a tiny island off the coast and staying there for a whole week!

That's already cool enough on its own, but combined with the fact that you get a week's vacation with your (secret) boyfriend Neil? Nothing could make it any better, really.

After getting to the island and dropping your stuff off at the hotel, your chaperone allowed you time to roam around downtown. Since you and Neil are extra-extra, you waited until everyone was out of sight to start walking together.

Like, 30 small businesses and a lot of ice cream later, your group went to dinner. Neil held your hand under the table, and made sure to bicker with your at least a little bit so nobody suspected anything.

Finally, you made it to the hotel. Flopping down into bed, you waited for Neil to show.

He's here now, with an...edible arrangement? There's a huge basket in his arms, with the whole nine yards: chips, soda, cheeses, salami—even a bottle of some very cheap wine.

Neil sets the basket next to you with a triumphant grin, kissing you on the cheek. "Do you love it? I think you love it."