Excerpt
PROLOGUE THEY’LL TELL YOU high school was the best time of your life. They’ll also tell you it was the worst. Both are kind of right. Mostly, it was weird. It was four years of walking around like you had somewhere to be, when really, you just didn’t want to get yelled at. It was pretending you understood the math while mentally drafting a tweet. It was the bus rides, the bathroom stalls, the lunch table politics, the girl you almost told, the friend group that imploded for no reason, and the hoodie you wore every day because it felt like armor. It was boredom so loud it echoed. It was joy so quiet you didn’t notice it until years later. This isn’t a guidebook or a lecture. This is a memory...