Hope And Belief. I'd Always Wanted Hope,

Teenage Boys Cannot Be Trusted. Their Intentions Are Not Pure.

I Thought About The Bigger Picture Of My Life, And About The People—and Particularly The Guys—i Would Encounter During My Lifetime. How Would I Ever Know When That Moment Was Right, When Expectation Met Anticipation And Formed … Connection?

Drosophila,” I Said, Remembering The Word. “what?” Lily Asked. “why Do Girls Always Fall For Guys With The At Ention Span Of Drosophila?” “what?” “fruit Flies. Guys With The Attention Span Of Fruit Flies.” “because They’re Hot?” “this,” I Told Her, “is Not The Time For Being Truthful.

It Broke The Spell. It's Not That I Stopped Being Happy. I Was Still Inexplicably, Utterly Happy. But Suddenly The Happiness Had Implications.

The Reward Is In The Risk. You Can’t Stay Hidden Inside Grandpa’s Overprotective Cloak Forever. You’ve Seemed Like You Needed To Grow Out Of That For A While. Mom And Dad Going Away, And The Red Notebook, These Things Just Helped. Now It’s Up To You To