The Boy I Love
I could tell you that the trouble between Allie and me started with Tim Greenlaw, but that wouldn’t be completely true. If I’m going to be honest (and what’s the point of telling this story if I’m not going to be honest?), it’s never been easy having a best friend who looks like Allie. Not that I’m the worst-looking girl in the world. I’m fine, I guess, if you don’t count my thighs, or the fact that I look way younger than my age. But really that seems like the tiniest little piece...