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All I know is this: I refuse to miss this chance.
I scramble back to my room, open my laptop, and type.
Are you the boy from the post office?

Ben thought Arthur was going to judge him for staying in summer school, Arthur clearly didn’t since he has six tutors in fifth grade. But, Ben hasn’t said anything about Hudson being in summer school with him?!?

On the subway ride home, it hits me: I really, truly, irrevocably messed up. I met the most gorgeous boy with the most sun-kissed cheeks, and the weird part is, I honestly think he was into me.
Wish I'd had the guts to ask for your number.

Now it’s time for a fourth do-over date… “I like disasters” - Arthur

Dylan.. you can’t say future wife to a girl you met a week ago… 😬

There's a boy walking toward the entrance, holding a cardboard box, he looks so confused, I laugh out loud. And then he catches my eye. And then he smiles. And holy shit. I mean it. Holy mother of shit. Cutest boy ever.

I am not a New Yorker, and I want to go home.
Take this morning. I made the mistake of glancing up at the sky, instantaneous pedestrian rage: Jesus. Come on. MOVE. Fucking tourists.

A “third do-over date.” I don’t think I could do this, but if that’s how Arthur and Ben want to do things, then so be it. But, Ben needs to open the heck up about his ex and what he is doing during the summer, because Arthur has asked twice and he avoids the question.🙄 Plus why would you turn down a free dinner?!?!? Ben, you dumb.

Oh boy