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“Um…I don’t know”

“Come on,” he cajoled “How about…Hawaii, San Francisco, New York City, Paris, London? Do any of those sound good?”

The s Do not crush on your friend

“They all sound good Except Hawaii”

“This should be good,” Blake teased “What’s wrong with Hawaii?”

“Nothing at all, but I’m very pale and I tend to burn easily”

“A big umbrella and a ton of sunscreen would solve that problem And a hat”

“What kind of hat?”

“A baseball cap or a straw hat You choose”

“I’d like a huge wicker hat with a very wide bri at me?”

Blake chuckled “No, no I’ with you You’re funny, and you’re ht”

I grinned, inordinately pleased at the coo on your dream vacation?”

“Let htfully “Fiji, Bora Bora, Bali…”

I turned off my bedside lamp, then slipped under the covers with a saled me with his list of fantasy island destinations The conversation drifted to things to do on these island adventures, and so—activities I would never do in places I had no intention of visiting…with just six hours until

As the minutes ticked by, I let his deep tiically and let my mind wander wherever he led Maybe it was unwise, but it felt extraordinarily sweet, too

So sweet that we did it again the next night and the one after that

Our discussions were a whihlight fro seisover to my cosmic studies class Blake shared funny stories about the kid who stared at his crush during algebra but wouldn’t speak to her when they were paired for a project He talked about the game on Wednesday and invited me to come So I did

I sat with the helicopter moms, shared almonds, and pretended that I wasn’t cohters fro with everyone else into hang around afterward, but Blake called me over and introduced irls before walking ame