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464 pages, ebook
First published February 4, 2020
”You know, Maya, intimacy is for after marriage…I’m only saying, kissing and all the rest – those are sacred moments between a husband and wife.”
”I can’t date you, Jamie.”
“Yeah, okay…No one dates anymore…”
“I’m not talking semantics. I mean we can’t be together like that. It’s not going to happen. Ever.”
“Oh.” Jamie fell silent.
…
“It’s my parents Jamie. I’m not allowed to date. I should have told you that from the start. I’m sorry.”
“Your parents?” Jamie repeats. “Can’t you at least own it?...If you don’t want to be with me, don’t hide behind your parents.”
“You know I’m Muslim, don’t you?”
“So, is it your parents?” he asks. “Or is it that you’re Muslim? Make up your mind, Maya.”
“It’s both, Jamie! It’s because of my parents, because we’re Muslim. Dating is a little more complicated for me.”
“This is- is this okay?”
“It’s okay.” She kisses me. “Very okay.”
“I just want you to know, it’s fine if we can’t date. If this has to be a thing that happened once in Target… Seriously. Whatever you need this to be –“
“I want to be your girlfriend.”
“Okay…And your parents? Do you think they’ll be okay with…us?”
“I don’t know.” Maya gazes up at me. “I’ll figure it out. Can we take it slow?”
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Ugh. Okay. I know there's normally a better recap of the book but gosh dang I disliked this book so much that I can't be bothered.
“I peer around the room—which is so packed with earnest-looking college kids, you’d think this was an Apple Store.”Nearly all of the book was written from a...hmm...I'm struggling with how to say it...but essentially it felt like the authors were hardcore struggling to remember what it was like to be teenagers.
“There's nothing quite like the futility of being seventeen in an election year.”The teens enthusiasm for the absolute mundane politics, the high-stakes fake bills, the over-the-top-we-got-to-do-something-to-save-the-world...ugh...the teens had the fever pitch of born agains.
And it's so hard to be twelve or thirteen or fifteen or seventeen, when you're old enough to get it, but... you can't vote.The Politics - aka tHe OtHeR sIdE iS eViL
“What’s wrong with slowmance? That should be a word. It’s like a slow romance. A way to let the romantic moments linger.”
“We might give it our all and crash and burn. But we might win. We might actually change things. And that maybe makes it still worth going for, don't you think?”
"It's so fun to make Jaime blush, it's almost a full-time hobby at this point."
- Maya
“I mean, of course she’s freaked out. How could she not be? I basically just proposed marriage and offered to father her children.”Jamie is volunteering for the democratic special election campaign because his cousin is heavily involved and his grandma is a popular political Instagram influencer (yes, this is a thing). Jamie wants to be involved in politics, but he’s, as the synopsis says, a “choke artist”. Throughout the book, Jaime predictably finds his voice and becomes a confident young man.
“We might give it our all and crash and burn.” I take a step closer to him. “But we might win. We might actually change things. And maybe that makes it still worth going for, don’t you think?”Like Jamie, I really like her as a character. She’s resilient, determined, and loves The Office. (And all of you know that’s my favorite show if you can’t tell by how many Office gifs I use 😌).
“It’s my parents Jamie. I’m not allowed to date. I should have told you that from the start. I’m sorry.”And then this happens afterwards:
“Your parents?” Jamie repeats. “Can’t you at least own it?...If you don’t want to be with me, don’t hide behind your parents.”
“You know I’m Muslim, don’t you?”
“So, is it your parents?” he asks. “Or is it that you’re Muslim? Make up your mind, Maya.”
“It’s both, Jamie! It’s because of my parents, because we’re Muslim. Dating is a little more complicated for me.”
“I just want you to know, it’s fine if we can’t date. If this has to be a thing that happened once in Target… Seriously. Whatever you need this to be -”
“I want to be your girlfriend.”
“Okay… And your parents? Do you think they’ll be okay with… us?”
“I don’t know.” Maya gazes up at me. “I’ll figure it out. Can we take it slow?”
“Hey,” I say slowly, trying to keep my voice from jumping. “Um. If you ever want to do this again—”
Maya’s smile fades. Crap. Okay.
“Or not,” I say frantically. “Or, you know. You could canvass on your own, or with someone else. No worries. Or you could go with me again. If you want. No pressure. I just mean Gabe is always looking for volunteers. So I would go again . . . if you wanted to. Either way.” I attempt a smile. “Yes, no, maybe so, right? Ha ha.”
“I hate change, Jamie. I fucking hate it. But if everything’s going to change, let’s just get it over with, so I can start getting used to the new normal.”
“It’s ridiculous. Women are problematic if they show too much skin and problematic if they don’t show enough?”
“What people wear is their own business,” Jamie says. “If I want to wear a tiara every single day of the year, who is anyone to tell me I can’t? I mean . . .” He pauses. “Not that I plan to wear one, but . . .”
“I would legit love if you wore a tiara every single day of the year. I’d pay to see that actually.”