P.S. I Still Love You by Jenny Han Read Free Book Online

Then I snuck a look at the video, and so far there are over a hundred comments, none good.
    Kitty’s playing with Jamie Fox-Pickle on the floor and Margot’s emailing Instagram customer service when Chris knocks on my window. Margot unlocks it for her, and Chris climbs inside, shivering and pink-cheeked. “Is she okay?”
    “I think she’s in shock,” Kitty says.
    “I’m not in shock,” I say. But maybe I am. Maybe this is shock. It’s a queer, surreal sort of feeling, like I’m numb, but also all my senses feel heightened.
    Margot says to Chris, “Why can’t you come in through the front door like a normal person?”
    “Nobody answered.” Chris yanks off her boots and sits down on the floor next to Kitty. Petting Jamie, she says, “Okay, first of all, you can barely tell it’s you. And second of all, it’s really hot, so there’s nothing to be ashamed of. I mean, you look great.”
    Margot makes a disgusted sound. “That’s so beside the point I don’t even know where to begin.”
    “I’m just being honest! Objectively, it sucks, but also objectively, Lara Jean looks awesome in it.”
    Crawling under my quilt, I say, “I thought you could barely even tell it was me! I knew I shouldn’t have gone on that ski trip. I hate hot tubs. Why would I willingly get into a hot tub?”
    “Hey, be glad you were in your pajamas,” Chris says. “You could have been nude!”
    My head pops out from under the quilt and I glare at her. “I would never be nude!”
    Chris snorts. “Never nude. Did you know that’s a real thing? Some people call themselves never-nudes and they wear clothes at all times, even in the shower. Like, jean shorts.”
    I turn on my side, away from Chris.
    The weight of my bed shifts as Margot climbs in. “It’s going to be fine,” she says, peeling back the blanket. “We’ll get them to take the video down.”
    “It won’t matter,” I say. “Everyone’s already seen it. They all think I’m a slut.”
    Chris’s eyes go narrow. “So are you saying that if a girl has sex in a hot tub, that makes her a slut?”
    “No! That’s not what I’m saying; that’s what other people are saying.”
    “Then what are you saying?” she demands.
    I look at Kitty, who’s braiding Chris’s hair in microbraids. She’s being extra quiet so we forget she’s here and don’t kick her out. “I think that as long as you’re ready and it’s what you want to do and you’re protecting yourself, then it’s okay and you should do what you want to do.”
    Margot says, “Society is far too caught up in shaming a woman for enjoying sex and applauding a man. I mean, all of the comments are about how Lara Jean is a slut, but nobody’s saying anything about Peter, and he’s right there with her. It’s a ridiculous double standard.”
    I hadn’t thought of that.
    Chris looks down at her phone. “Like, three different people just texted the video to me as we were sitting here.”
    I let out a sob and Margot says, “Chris, that’s not helping. At all.” To me she says, “If people say anything, just be really blasé, like it’s beneath you.”
    “Or just, like, lean into it,” Chris says.
    From behind her Kitty says, “Nobody will say anything to Lara Jean because she’s Peter’s girl. That means she’s under his protection, like on The Sopranos .”
    Aghast, Margot says, “Oh my God, you’ve seen The Sopranos ? How have you seen The Sopranos ? It’s not even on TV anymore.”
    “I watched it on demand. I’m on season three.”
    “Kitty! Stop watching it!” She shuts her eyes and shakes her head. “Never mind. That’s not what’s important right now. We’ll talk about it later. Kitty, Lara Jean doesn’t need a boy to protect her.”
    “No, Kitty has a good point,” Chris says. “It’s not about the fact that Peter’s a guy. Well, not completely. It’s about the fact that he’s popular and she isn’t. That’s where the protection comes into play. No offense,