pencil shavings

pencil shavings

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None of us know what we need. And it's this agonizing, unfailing plight of humanity that keeps us from grasping some inkling of who we are. Matt Ko, with his two-dimensionally perfect life, sure doesn't know; Peter Westin and his sarcasm haven't the slightest clue; And Sam Hadds, wise as she is, can't find the answer. So what happens when a summer camp writing project breaks down the paper thin personas they've built? What happens when three teens, two weeks, and one story turn their lives inside out - and makes them tell us what the stereotypes can't?
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Step one: graduate. Step two: accidentally sleep with your best friend. Step three: get trapped working summer camp together because your other best friend has no sense of boundaries. Now Enya and Maddie are sharing a cabin, pretending nothing happened, and doing a terrible job at it. It's hot. It's messy. It's gay. * * * The summer before college was supposed to be chill; sunburns, iced lattes, maybe a mild existential crisis. But when Skylar signs everyone up to be counselors at a middle school camp, Enya and Maddie find themselves trapped in a mosquito-infested nightmare... together. One small problem: They may or may not have ACCIDENTALLY hooked up after graduation. And Maddie is convinced Enya planned the whole thing. Between canoe races gone wrong, s'mores that end in arguments, and bunkhouse confessions they swore would never happen again, both girls are about to learn that feelings aren't something you can logic your way out of-or yell your way past. Because sometimes the person who drives you craziest... is the one who feels like home.

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