Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda

by Becky Albertalli

P.S. I love the way you smile like you don’t realize you’re doing it. I love your perpetual bed head. I love the way you hold eye contact a moment longer than you need to. And I love your moon-gray eyes. So if you think I’m not attracted to you, Simon, you’re crazy. And underneath that, he’s written his phone number.

He kisses like Elliott Smith sings.