8. A Shirley Temple drinking fountain.
All I can do is try and become as worthy of being talked to as possible.
And what exactly are you implying? That I’m completely devoid of any self-worth, that my subservience was the attraction? Of all people, Pacey…
I thought about all the boys I’d loved growing up. All the faces I’d ever torn out of Smash Hits to stick up on my bedroom walls as a teenager. And I realized that, like Justin Bieber now, they all had stupid, stupid hair. Absolutely nothing has changed since I was a amply be-hormoned tween—teenage girls still love guys with wanky hairstyles (Justin Bieber being the prime example) and they will forever more.