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Chapters (34)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Epigraph
  4. WELCOME TO THE LILY PAD,or A Brief Introduction to Power Jam
  5. FULL CELIA GILBERT,or the Tragic Fate of My Tennis Racket
  6. THE CREATION OF THE CHORE WHEEL,or Why You Should Always Travel with a Hammer
  7. GO, SOUL CRUSHERS,or My Mother’s Take on Power Jam
  8. A PARTY,or Why I Don’t Eat Tuna in Front of Touchstone
  9. The Story of Ros, Part I
  10. A TRIP TO THE TOWN,or the Victor of the Great Flamingo Debate
  11. TAKING MEASUREMENTS,or the Tale of Oliver Teller’s Sprained Wrist
  12. THE LAST SUPPER,or the Structural Unsoundness of Veggie Burgers
  13. The Story of Ros, Part II
  14. VOYAGE TO THE TOGSHOP,or a Brief History of the Doublet
  15. LOVE SONG FOR A COPEPOD,or My Mom’s Take on My Tennis Coach
  16. The Story of Ros, Part III
  17. AVIAN DEMISE,or Bruised Tailbones and Lost Sunglasses
  18. NEEDLE AND BONE,or On Losing My Voice
  19. The Story of Ros, Part IV
  20. FRYING AN EGG,or a Compendium of Shirtless Blade Scenes
  21. The Story of Ros, Part V
  22. THE DROPPED ACORN REVISITED,or French Words That Start with W
  23. MASTER CLASS: THE BODY IN MOTION
  24. THE TRIUMVIRATE REUNITED,or Planning a Party
  25. DINNER THEATER,or a Crash Course in Limes
  26. EIGHTEEN COURT LANE,or Dog Therapy
  27. The Story of Ros, Part VI
  28. RETURN TO THE LILY PAD,or the Hilarity of a Bologna Sandwich
  29. THE YETI COSTUME,or Power Jam, Season Three
  30. JUMPING IN,or On Waiting for Guys
  31. A CHANCE ENCOUNTER,or Lessons I Have Learned
  32. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  33. Discover More
  34. About the Author

Today, the guys were supposed to come back to take some measurements, and though the arrival window they’d given me was from ten to six, by two I’d abandoned all hope. I was supposed to meet Phoebe, Audrey, and Touchstone down by the beach for a day of SUN AND FUN (no cooking sherry allowed), but because of the guys, I had to text them my apologies. Instead, I ordered so much Chinese food the delivery arrived with six sets of chopsticks, and I spent the afternoon catching up on laundry and watching old episodes of Power Jam. I had to be up to speed for season three, but it was a different experience, watching the same episodes now. In the first place because I had to keep texting Oliver during different parts, and in the second place, because I saw through some of the magic. I didn’t not love it; I just loved it differently.

The knock at the door came halfway through my trough of General Tso’s chicken, when I’d gotten down to the socks that I didn’t feel like matching. It was close to the end of the arrival window, but still within. I opened the door, expecting to see the guys, but instead it was Ros.

“Hey,” they said.

“Hi,” I said. I was shocked: Part of me had truly believed that I was going to leave Lovesick Falls without speaking to Ros again. I figured I’d just see them eventually one day in school, and we’d just pass by each other in the hall, like two people who used to be friends.

“Oh my God,” they said. “That shirt.”

“Oh yeah,” I said, looking down. I was wearing my solar system shirt I’d picked up when I went home the other week.

“That gives me so many sleepover flashbacks,” Ros said.

“Right? I can’t believe it fits me now.”

“Did you have it with you this whole time?”

“No. I went home the other week.”

“Touchstone mentioned,” they said. “How was it?”

“Good,” I said with a shrug. “My mom says hi.”

“Tell her hi back.”

In the silence between us, the sounds of unpaused Power Jam came drifting through, bits of dialogue I knew by heart.

“Finals episode?” Ros said.

“Finals episode,” I said. “You want to watch? I ordered tons of Chinese food, way more than I can eat.…”

“Do you want to go for a walk?”

I checked my watch. It wasn’t like the guys couldn’t wait for me.