We'll Always Have Summer (Summer, #3)

by Jenny Han

But I loved none of them the way I loved Bye Bye Birdie. Of all the musicals, Bye Bye Birdie was my number one favorite.

“We love you, Conrad, oh yes we do. We love you, Conrad, and we’ll be true”

But I wasn’t singing to Conrad Birdie. I was singing to my Conrad. Conrad Beck Fisher, the boy of my preteen dreams.

I’ve only ever loved two boys—both of them with the last name Fisher. Conrad was first, and I loved him in a way that you can really only do the first time around. It’s the kind of love that doesn’t know better and doesn’t want to—it’s dizzy and foolish and fierce. That kind of love is really a one-time-only thing.

My two great loves. I think I always knew I would be Belly Fisher one day. I just didn’t know it was going to happen like this.

Looking up at him, I had this sudden thought. Oh my God. I still love you.

and he still loves you!!!!!!