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"They all are" I grinned back as ferociously as I could

"Liar"

"But I’ "I’ve known too ood liars in my life," she said, "I could use a few people who tell the truth" The first chords of a song reverberated through the building and Darla sprinted away "Co over her shoulder "I’ll , one I’d never heard before, started to trickle out froe The roith little buds, eager to reach the sun and blooainst my chest and then a flood of warmth, then heat, then fire as Trevor opened his ether in perfect harht to record a song called "Randoain, howwith their nah, when you looked at what happened to Trevor Howon theuy didn’t have all the luck

As the song progressed, I could feelThe beat came naturally--when to pull back, when to lean in, how to keep time with the improvisation that Trevor threw into it, how Joe and Liaether, and the word ‘tea out of a class we’d had to take in high school Team was the most overused word on the planet when it came to educational institutions

Funny hoas never uttered

I didn’t often look out into the croe were playing; norht or the place was too dark Soh, told host in the crowd She sat at a table alone with elasses in front of her Turned away just a little, her eyes not on us, but on some spot over to eous Look at her The long brown hair that spilled over her shoulders was styled differently, bringing out those eyes, wide and round, underscored by cheekbones that made me want to plant kisses on theular world into a weak facsiirl--woman, noho had ever made my mind echo with the word ‘love’

I had loved Ah school--too scared to approach her for what turned out to be exactly too long, finally taking the plunge four and half years ago when the stakes were too high Just as I worked up the nerve to step up, I found all I could do alk away

High school seemed like another life, not just my past, but an entire separate lifetime lived out in some sort of fuzzy dimension that ran parallel to who I was

It came back now, a deep, heavytime slon--because with someone like Amy, you want time to tick one thousand years per second

And it still wouldn’t be enough

The song rapping up and rated,to feel her cheekbones, her jawline, that soft spot on her neck where I had buried ht I had been co to enter her world It had turned out that she had wanted to enter

Airlswe know a lot ine We read Our eyes flit to anything ords assee, from the backs of cereal boxes to brochures at the pharazines, and copies of My Secret Garden and Madonna’s book Sex

We read

Reading opens up a whole new layer of existence when it coives us concrete ideas for what a sexual fantasy even is, and creates this tantalizing layer of existence where we know so much, have read so many ways that people relate to each other intimately, erotically, sexually, and yet, we have so little physical, tangible experience

Do you see the problesthat you really need to know about bookish girls, and it’s this--librarians are hot Really hot Most of us wear glasses because our eyes are blown fro in so much information about the core of human existence that we just can’t handle it all without help Plenty of us look boring and dull on the outside, but again, you’ve got to realize, we read