I nodded. “Right. Do you think the yearbook committee has it?”

“Psh. Who cares? We have inside access. We’ll just talk to the waterboy.”

“We can’t ask Mr. Nigel for the roster. He’s terrible at keeping secretses. His words. Not mine.”

Sophie laughed. “Fair. We’ll just ask Uncle Matt then.”

I bit my lip. It wasn’t a terrible idea. Uncle Matt was the coach of the Empire High football team. But... “Won’t he ask why we need it?”

Sophie shrugged. “We’ll lie.” She said it so casually. As if nothing could possibly go wrong.

And I needed a break. I was too exhausted to go over every scenario that could go wrong when my brain was already filled with so many questions. So I just decided to believe her. I took a deep breath. “How do I face Axel and Jacob when I have no idea who kissed me? Especially because it doesn’t seem like it was one of them. I know both their phone numbers. And the kiss thief texted me from an unknown number.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that. One of them might have a burner phone.”

I’d really only heard about burner phones in movies. “Who on earth has a burner phone?”

Sophie laughed. “Um...I have like five.”

“What? Why?”

“For odds and ends. RJ got me hooked on them. He uses them for almost everything. It’s way more secure.”

First the blueprints and now burner phones? It was like I didn’t know my little cousin at all.

“Do you think that RJ can trace the number?” I asked.

“Not if it’s a burner. But he can certainly try.”

“Great.” At least I had a plan now. Get the roster from Uncle Matt. And if I was lucky, I wouldn’t have to use it. Because maybe RJ could just end the whole mystery really quickly. “In the meantime, what do I do about Axel and Jacob?”

“For now, just pretend nothing happened.”

How on earth was I supposed to do that?

She looped her arm through mine and pulled me out from behind the car. “Head up. This is still our year.”

“It doesn’t feel that way.”

She laughed. “You’re ungrounded on Wednesday, right? Maybe we can just pretend that’s the start of our senior year.”

A do-over certainly sounded like a good idea to me.

***

I thought it would be awkward around Axel and Jacob. But...it wasn’t. And for some reason that just made me even more suspicious. Lunch felt completely normal. Too normal. I knew I was taking turns staring at both of them, trying to figure out if one of them could have kissed me. But...wouldn’t whoever it was be acting differently? That kiss had been epic.

At least, it had been for me.

Gah stop thinking about the dirty kiss thief.

Jacob smiled at me.