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- Authors: Becky Albertalli
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Saturday, May 16
What if we do?
This question lives in my head whenever I think about him.
I feel like I’ve been lost for a long time, like a box with its shipping label
torn off en route. But I think someone’s finally found me.
He’s cut through the box’s heavy duct-tape seal and cracked it open.
There’s light and air.
Good-morning texts and sleepovers.
And Spanish and kisses.
Right before I entered the train station, Mario texted me a photo of
himself in the dentist’s chair. He’s wearing a white T-shirt with denim
overalls, one strap hanging loose, like the Puerto Rican Super Mario reboot
this world deserves. His olive skin is smooth because he apparently doesn’t
grow any body hair, which bums him out sometimes because he thinks he
would look great with Lin-Manuel Miranda’s beard. His dark hair is curly,
and that bright office light is really catching the glow in his hazel eyes. His
tongue is hanging out from the corner of his lips, and even when he’s being
silly, it makes me want to kiss him, like that first time when we were working
together on our creative writing homework.
And the fifty other times since then.
I self-consciously swipe through to the photo I sent him in response. I
usually take a dozen selfies before I feel one is Mario-worthy since he’s
clearly out of my league, but I had to be quick when my train was pulling up.
I angled the phone above me, making sure the T-shirt he made me was
visible. For his high school graduation, Mario’s parents gave him a T-shirt
printer because he wanted to add some flavor to his clothes. Last week he
surprised me with The Wicked Wizard War shirts that have the same lettering
from the cover Samantha created for me to use on Wattpad. The T-shirt was
such a thoughtful gift. It even has me judging myself and my photos a lot less
than I normally would.
Mario and I met at the beginning of freshman year in our creative writing
class, and at first, I was sure he’d turn out to be a Very Serious Fiction Writer
or an amazing slam poet. Neither. Mario is a screenwriter who’s been writing
scripts since he was eleven years old, often getting in trouble in middle
school for formatting his homework assignments like a TV episode.
He was the first person after my ex, Arthur, I zeroed in on. I would notice
when he wouldn’t come to class, I’d admire how he pulls off overalls, and I
really liked the turtlenecks he wore during winter. And he was confident
about his work in a way that I couldn’t wrap my head around—always proud
but also never cocky.
At the time, there were still too many what-ifs in my head about Arthur
for me to even try to get close to him.
Now the what-ifs are about Mario.
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