Here's a detailed, cute, and safe continuation where Jay and Keifer try to hide their growing relationship… while BOTH families unknowingly push them toward each other:
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ARRIVING AT THE INTERNSHIP HEADQUARTERS
Jay woke up groggy, rubbing her eyes as the jet slowed to a stop. She stretched—then froze when she realized her head had been in Keifer's lap.
Keifer looked down, smirk already ready.
"Good morning, sunshine."
Jay sat up like she'd been electrified.
"I—I wasn't— YOU— we didn't— I just—"
"Relax," Keifer said, trying not to laugh. "You drooled on my hoodie a little, but it's fine."
Jay slapped his arm. "I DID NOT!"
"You totally did."
"I'LL JUMP OUT OF THIS PLANE."
He laughed, hands raised in surrender. "Okay, okay. No drool. Happy?"
Jay grumbled but looked relieved.
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MEETING THEIR FAMILIES
The moment they stepped out, the runway was FULL of people — photographers, assistants, and their families waiting with proud smiles and expensive suits.
Jay sighed.
"Let the chaos begin."
Both of them walked forward, keeping at least two feet of distance like totally normal, not-at-all-suspicious acquaintances.
But both families were watching them like hawks.
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THE MARIANOS
Jay's mother took one look at her daughter wearing Keifer's hoodie and immediately narrowed her eyes.
"Jay," she whispered sharply, pulling her closer. "Is that Keifer's?"
Jay panicked.
"What? No! This? I—it—I was cold! And— and he… loaned it because— because the jet was—"
Her mother's smile grew.
"So he's taking care of you again?"
Jay sputtered. "NO! We're just— roommates! Dormmates! Not— anything mates!"
Mrs. Mariano lifted a brow.
"Mmhmm."
Jay groaned.
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THE WATSONS
Meanwhile, Keifer was getting interrogated by his father.
His dad leaned in. "You and Jay arrived together?"
Keifer shrugged. "We were on the same jet."
"And she's wearing your clothes?"
He scratched his neck. "She stole it."
"Keifer."
"…Fine, I gave it to her."
Mr. Watson's eyes sparkled.
"Son. Are you FINALLY dating the girl you've been obsessed with since you were seven?"
Keifer almost choked on air.
"WHAT— NO— I— she— it's not— NO."
His father smirked.
"I'll take that as a yes."
"IT'S NOT A YES."
"Of course not," his father said, not believing a single word.
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FAMILIES PLOTTING TOGETHER
As Jay and Keifer tried to keep a safe, friendship-only distance between them, their parents drifted together like villains forming a master plan.
Mrs. Mariano whispered, "They look good together, don't they?"
Mr. Watson nodded proudly. "It's about time. They've been denying it for years."
Jay's mother leaned in conspiratorially.
"Should we… encourage it?"
Keifer's dad smirked.
"Oh absolutely. Watch this."
He called out loudly, "Jay! Why don't you stand closer to Keifer? Pictures look better when couples are next to each other!"
Jay nearly died.
"WE ARE NOT A COUPLE!"
Keifer choked on his own saliva.
"PLEASE STOP TALKING."
But their families were loving every second of it.
Mr. Mariano waved a cameraman over. "Come, come! Take a photo of the kids."
Jay whispered to Keifer through gritted teeth, "I swear I will throw myself into the nearest ocean."
He whispered back, "Please take me with you."
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THE FORCED PHOTO
They reluctantly posed for a picture, standing stiffly like mannequins trying not to touch.
Mrs. Watson rolled her eyes.
"Oh for goodness' sake. Keifer, put your arm around her."
Jay: internally screaming
Keifer: holding in a breakdown
He awkwardly placed his hand on her shoulder.
The families: "Awwwwww!"
Jay's face burned.
Keifer's ears turned pink.
They both glared at each other.
Jay hissed, "We are terrible at hiding things."
Keifer muttered back, "Our families are demons."
But when the flash went off, they accidentally smiled — at the same time — at each other.
Their mothers noticed instantly.
Mrs. Mariano grinned like she won the lottery.
"Oh yes. They're definitely in love."
Both Jay and Keifer: "WE ARE NOT—!"
Nobody believed