Lessons From the Kissing Booth

Tonight, my friend Aleksandra came over to make me into a rock star. I know how badly you've all wanted to know if I could be a rock star, and so here I am just for you (hair in my face and everything).

The last time I did anything like this, I found myself out back of Jude and Val's, scarcely clothed in some purple fabric, glitter, and stars. My hands were wet and the neighbors were around, and I was so amused by the whole thing I thought I might burst.

This was much the same, only with clothes and less glitter, water, and neighbors. Thanks for the good time, Aleksandra!