Chapter 2: Texts

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[Bold is Holland, Regular is Grace]

Holland: "So, how was Comic-Con? Did you meet anyone? Any Guys?? how was your anxiety?"

Grace: "Comic-Con was amazing as always. My anxiety was fine surprisingly. And I met a ton of fans. and Yes I met a guy."

Holland: "OMG. Details. Now!"

Grace: "Jeez Mom, Chill. His name was Tyler, and he was probably the hottest guy I've ever met. but Im never going to see him again. I go back to New York in a few days and plus. He probably never wants to see me again"

Holland: "Tyler, eh? I know a few Tylers. Maybe it was one of them.. I could hook you up if you want me to"

Grace: "Ew Holls. No. I'm perfectly fine. Single as ever. plus. you know how I am with guys"

Holland: "Yeah but you need a guy in your life. You can't be single forever. and Plus the best way to get over your anxiety is to get out there."

Grace: "Yeah I know but we all can't be as confident and beautiful as you my dear best friend"

Holland: "Gracie You're gorgeous and all you need to do is find a guy who sees that."
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[italic is Tyler and bold/italic is O'Brien]

Tyler: "Dude. I met the prettiest girl today. "
Dyl: "Oh yeah? Lets hear it. "
Tyler: "Her name was Grace. and She had red hair and glasses and She was so shy, it was so cute. She was like 5 ft at most and even in heels only came up to my chest. She was so tiny i thought I was going to break her. "
Dyl: "bro you are so whipped"
Dyl: "Wait- break Her? what happened? how did you meet this chick?"
Tyler: "I may or may not have been really distracted, ran into her and made her fall down...? "
Dyl: "Dude. was she okay?"
Tyler: "yeah she was fine i just felt so bad."
Dyl: "well did you at least get her number?"
Tyler: "Fuck! No I forgot! Damn It. and She lives in New York City anyways so I'll probably never see her again."
Dyl: "Ty thats bad luck. sorry bro."
Tyler: "Dyl. i met the girl of my dreams today and she probably thinks I'm a dick. I mean she was so nervous and shy and I was staring at her like a weirdo. She probably hates me."
Dyl: "How could she hate you? she barely knows you. and Don't worry. who knows. you might see her again!"

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