A second later, when he looked up at me, we were face to face, and again, even under these circumstances, I was struck by how good looking he was, in that accidental, doesn't-even-know-it kind of way. Which only made it worse. Or better. Or whatever. "Yup", he said, as if there'd been any doubt, "you're in there, all right." "I was warned, too,"I told him, as he stood up. "I just saw that sculpture, and I got distracted." "The sculpture?" He looked at it, then at me. "Oh, right. Because you know it.
Sarah DessenHow it seemed like you could see everything, but certain things were blocked out, hidden.
Sarah DessenโWell," Isaid finally, knowing he was waiting, โyou make me laugh.โ He nodded. โAnd?โ โYou're pretty good-looking." ""Pretty good-looking? I called you beautiful." "You want to be beautiful?" I asked him. "Are you saying I'm not?"
Sarah DessenI know you guys have some sort of weird thing going on, with that game you play and everythingโ" "It's called a friendship.
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