Page 26 of Celebrities Don't Date Bookworms

Sorry, but there is nothing you could do to convince us

I frowned at my phone as I tried to think of something to suggest, but I was coming up empty. We all knew that I had nothing to offer them in general, let alone something that might be a fair trade for them to reveal something embarrassing to me.

Eggo

I’ll convince you one day

It may not be today

Or the day after that

Or the day after after that

Bay

Let me guess

It will be the day after that?

Eggo

Omg how did you know??

So why were you getting photos taken anyway?

Tis Moi, Luca

Uhhhh

Just for fun?

Eggo

You dress up in mortifying photos just for fun?

Bay

You mean you don’t?

I snorted. Mom looked at me in confusion over her shoulder, and I just waved my phone in the air a little as if that explained everything.

“Are you texting Sloane?” she asked.

“No,” I said without thinking. “It’s just some group chat.”

She raised her eyebrows. “Oh. Any… boys?”

Gosh, what was her obsession with getting me into a relationship?

“I think there might be a few?” I said as if I didn’t full well know that they all were boys. I didn’t want her to get concerned or ask questions about how I’d met all these people. I didn’t want to outright lie either, though. “It’s just some people from school.”

They’d mentioned the other day that they would be going to Summerfield, so it wasn’t a total lie, right? Technically, they were people from school—I just hadn’t met them that way.

“Good,” Mom said. Her face softened as she smiled at me. “I’m glad you’re making some new friends.”

Could I count them as friends if I didn’t know them in real life and knew almost nothing about them? It was probably a liberal interpretation of the term, but I was going to roll with, if only, so that I could consider myself as havingfriends, plural.

Eggo

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