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Tallulah felt nothing.
I’ve assumed a lot about Sam because of the bad hair and the dorky clothes, and I feel like a jerk. I hate when people do that to me—because of my skin color, because of my awkwardness. Maybe I need to let Sam be whoever he is, zip-off cargo pants, Hawaiian shirts, dad shoes, and all.
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real soulful. I can tell.”
Though I know even that doesn’t make a difference most of the time.
We always find our way back to each other for him.
I don’t wish I had straight hair or lighter skin. It’s just that, to most guys, my kind of pretty isn’t the same as Poppy’s kind of pretty—even with the gray hair. I’m an acquired taste, and Poppy is, like, pizza. Pizza doesn’t have to worry if people are just ordering it to look cool or complete some type of image. No one goes through a pizza phase. Pizza is universal.
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All my insides feel like they’re doing a dance, one with high kicks and twerking and shoulder shimmies.
“The Last Airbender or those creepy blue things?”
Last year was our best yet: Cher and Dionne from that old movie Clueless.
“You’re worth it,”
Or she loves me because she knows me.
“You say it as if it’s easy.” “It’s not,” he says. “But it’s necessary.”
“I love you, I miss you, I’m sorry.”

