should probably get inside.â
âYouâre pretty smart.â
I roll my eyes.
âYou are,â he goes. âI canât believe somebody so not ugly is allowed to be so smart. Frankly, I canât believe youâre in high school.â
âNeither can I,â I say. âI canât believe high school is even legal, as a concept.â
Yes, good line. Good line, Quinn. Heâs laughing.
âHow do you know about movies shot in Pittsburgh, anyway?â I say. Itâs just unusual that anyone else whoâs even remotely cute and under the age of sixty would know this stuff.
âI took a horror film elective at Pitt this year,â Amir goes, rolling his eyes just like I did. Nice to know that even college students are filling time with a good eye roll.
âWhy the eye roll?â I go. âIâd kill to take a film course instead of, like, calculus. That sounds so fun.â
âYeah, well, thatâs it for electives for a while. My parents want me to buckle down next year. Thatâs their term. âBuckle down.â And âpick a major.âââ
Amirâs face lights up bright and slick. Itâs my porch light, flashing on-off-on-off-on. I feel my ribs contract. Iâm on the verge of being turned into a pumpkin.
âI have to get inside,â I say.
âOkay,â he says. âOhâI wanted to send you that photo from Noahâs Ark. You look uh -dorable in it.â
Nice. Iâve advanced from ânot ugly.â
We took this selfie outside one of Kennywoodâs oldest attractions. Geoff insisted we all pose like animals. Geoff picked a flamingo (and heâs the straight one), Carly picked a peacock, Amir was a wolf, and I picked a sloth.
âSounds good,â I say, wondering if Mom is watching us from the front window. Knowing she is, actually. In retaliation, I dig my foot into the dirt, like Iâm playing shortstop. Like Iâm a regular local guy.
âWhat I meant,â Amir says, âis do you have a phone number where I could text you the photo? Iâll do it right now.â
He reaches for his pocket, but: â Oh ,â I say, âI have to get a new phone. My old one is, like, busted.â Pause. Like, you can hear actual crickets chirping out of tempo from the trees. âI dropped it in the toilet, I mean.â
âAwkward,â Amir says, and Mom flashes the lights again, and I say, âIâm gonna go. Thanks for the ride today.â
âHey, cutie,â he goes, when Iâm halfway up our crumbly cement stairs. Iâm seeing them like Iâve never seen them before and I hate them. I bet stairs donât crumble in Dallas. I bet theyâre made of, like, granite. âDo you have any plans this weekend, other than for your birthday?â
I donât have plans for my birthday.
It would probably seem cool to say, Yeah, that Iâve got lots of plans âlots of plans, lots of dates, lots of demand. But ânoâ is all I can say, âI donât have any plans,â because apparently saying I dropped my phone in the toilet used up all my lies for the night.
âMaybe we could, like, hang out tomorrow night or something?â Amir says. âI leave town next week.â
My face does this extremely complicated thing from the old days known as smiling, and I go, âOkay.â Okay.
Amir leaves my mailbox and opens the driverâs side door and says, âThereâs a foreign film festival in Shadyside. Iâll find you online and send you the info and you can see what you think.â
I catch Geoff looking up from his phone, and I can tell he wants to laugh so hard about two gay dudes who are indeed going to go see a foreign film, and even though I hate reading at movies, I think maybe this isnât an awful idea.
âOkay,â I say again, but actually: Amir isnât going to find me online. I deactivated all my
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