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Dedication
For the women who know me way too well:
Caroline Goldstein, Eileen Thomas, Adele Thomas,
Gini Albertalli, and Donna Bray.
And in loving, wistful memory of Molly Goldstein.
This one’s for you.
Contents
Dedication
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Acknowledgments
Back Ads
About the Author
Books by Becky Albertalli
Credits
Copyright
About the Publisher
I’M ON THE TOILET AT

the 9:30 Club, and I’m wondering how mermaids pee.
This isn’t random. There’s a mermaid Barbie attached to the door of the bathroom here. Which is a pretty odd choice for a bathroom mascot. If that’s even a thing. Bathroom mascots.
But the door opens, letting in a burst of music from the club. This is not a bathroom you can enter discreetly. A stall door clicks shut just as I’m opening mine. I step out.
There are mirrors above all the sinks. I suck in my cheeks so it looks like I have cheekbones. And it’s quite a transformation. Sometimes I have the idea that I could maintain this. I could spend the rest of my life gently biting the insides of my cheeks. Except for the fact that it makes my lips look weird. Also, biting your cheeks definitely gets in the way of talking, and that’s a little hardcore, even for me. Even for cheekbones.
“Shit.” There’s a voice from the stall, low and sort of husky. “Hey, can you hand me some toilet paper?”
She’s talking to me. It takes me a moment to realize that. “Oh! Sure.”
I grab a wad of it to pass under the girl’s door, and her hand brushes mine as she takes it. “Okay, you just saved my life.”
I saved a life. Right here in the bathroom of the 9:30 Club.
She flushes, and steps out of the stall, and the first thing I notice is her shirt: red cotton, with an awesomely artistic rendering of the letters G
and J
. I actually don’t think most people would recognize them as letters.
But I do. “That’s a Georgie James shirt.”
The girl raises her eyebrows, smiling. “You know Georgie James?”
“Yeah.” I smile back.
Georgie James. They were a local DC band, but they broke up years ago. You never really expect to meet anyone our age who’s heard of them, but my sister used to be obsessed.
The girl shakes her head. “That is awesome.”
“It is t ............

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