Fonda, New York. 10:54 a.m.
School lunchroom.
I met this really nice boy but he had one of those "player" haircuts so I don't know if I should trust him or not and I quote, "hey" is what he said. I mean..who speaks like that?! I almost spoke in French but instead just waved. Oh lord, this is so awkward.
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