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  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
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  41. Acknowledgments
  42. About the Author
  43. Books by Ciara Smyth
  44. Back Ad
  45. About the Publisher

I’m going to ignore the fact that you brought up your nipples.

Wait why is she doing the apology poem when he’s the one who made the bet?

00GOBSHITE

Because she’s not a feminist anymore because love. I’m pretty sure that’s the moral of the story.

SAOIRSE

That doesn’t make any sense.

00GOBSHITE

But they’re all so good looking it hardly matters.

SAOIRSE

Aw he bought her the guitar because he supports her angry girl music dreams. I mean, I personally wouldn’t forgive him, but it’s kind of sweet I suppose.

00GOBSHITE

You’re turning into such a sap. I’m going to tell Ruby.

SAOIRSE

Oh no. Please don’t tell the girl I like that I secretly enjoy the films she loves. That would be a disaster.

00GOBSHITE

You tricked me. I’m just a pawn in your mind games aren’t I?

SAOIRSE

You’d have to have a brain for me to play mind games with you.

00GOBSHITE

Critical Hit. Ego -2000 pts

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9.   Having one of those “No, you hang up” conversations on the phone (as seen in The Truth About Cats & Dogs, Pillow Talk).

On Thursday we scheduled a phone call where neither one of us would hang up. It was the thing on the list I most wanted to avoid because no one likes actually being on the phone. It’s torture. And all the rom-coms where people don’t want to hang up on each other are from before technology granted us the gift of texting.

But it was on the list so it had to be done. For authenticity, I agreed to call on my dad’s home office landline to the landline at Oliver’s house. I prayed Ruby would be the one to answer. I even texted her a warning. If this was something old people had to struggle through when they were young, it’s a wonder the species survived.

“Hello?” A confused male voice answered the phone. Of course, it was Oliver.

“Is Ruby there?” I said, pitching my voice high and trying to sound super polite and professional so he wouldn’t recognize my voice.

“Saoirse?”

Of course.

“Yeah, what?” My voice dropped back down to its normal level soaked in disdain.

“It was weird. I heard this ringing noise and I wondered where it came from. I found this strange machine covered in cobwebs.”

I almost laughed, but that would only encourage him.

“Can you put Ruby on?”

“Is your phone broken?” he asked, ignoring me. He sounded genuinely curious as to why anyone would utilize such outdated modes of communication.

“No. Yes. Look, it’s none of your business.”

“Is this part of your romantic game thing?”

All my extremities turned cold. This was the most embarrassing moment of my entire life.

“What?” I squeezed my eyes shut and hoped somehow he would say something, anything, other than—