One of the friends she missed was her best friend, Mary, whom she met in seventh grade, when they were twelve. In ninth grade, they dated the same guy. “We were both mad about this boy,” Blume says. Instead of ruining their friendship, it gave them more in common. “We’d talk on the phone, like after she was out with him, after I was out with him,” she says. “It was like, ‘How many times did he kiss you?’”
...what?!
