"Yeah? You, um. You make me feel brave, too," Eddie admitted in a rush, stepping forward to meet Jamie in a kiss that was a little overeager, teeth clashing and their bodies bowed awkwardly around the pot he still held against his chest.


"I'm glad you don't hate it. I've only given people like, candy and cards and stuff, and that was when we pretty much gave something to everybody in class."

When he started middle school, and they would sell different colored roses in the cafeteria for you to give to your girlfriends and secret crushes, Eddie had pretty much stopped participating in the holiday all together.