Letters With Boys

Bridget's Journal and Hers Account, Week 11 - November

November 22nd

Dear Diary,

I have a date.

Me—Bridget Steinfeld. I have a date. With a girl.

I’ve technically had dates with boys before. That’s actually how I fully came to terms with my s****l identity when I was 14—Jacob Murphy, the cute, 16-year-old football quarterback that every girl wanted, took me on a romantic date and kissed me at the end of the night, and I felt nothing.

That’s not the whole story, I guess. The whole story is that I then went home and watched Wonder Woman and couldn’t stop ogling Gal Gadot, and then I knew for sure.

That wasn’t even the only date I went on, sadly. I didn’t really want to date boys after I figured my s**t out, but I did, every once in a while, to keep people off my back.

“I don’t get you,” Memphis has said to me a few times. “How are you so good at pretending boys don’t exist? I wish I had that power.”

“I can’t believe you haven’t found someone,” Tally always says. “You could have any guy you wanted.”

For the record, that’s not entirely true. All three of us could have certain types of guys we wanted. Mem, for example, is Gray’s dream girl, but Jacob Murphy wouldn’t have known what to do with her. Meanwhile, Jacob Murphy probably would’ve been happier with Tally than with me.

(Unfortunately, Tally was so intimidated by him, she couldn’t ever get out more than one-word sentences.)

Anyway, my date is Wednesday at the Black Cat Café, which means I won’t be able to write about it here until after the break. So, stay tuned.

Love,

Me

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November 23rd

Dear Diary,

As I said yesterday, there’s nothing more to report today.

Oh, except that Mem is considering inviting Gray over to her place for Thanksgiving dinner. Which, if you ask me, is a disaster waiting to happen.

Mem doesn’t really get this about her parents, but when her brother Todd is in the room, it’s like she doesn’t exist—or at least, like she doesn’t matter. Especially when Todd is having a fit, or an episode, or whatever they call it—which, unfortunately, happens often.

If Gray’s presence causes any upset in Todd whatsoever, I bet you he gets kicked out of that dinner faster than you can say pecan pie. The poor guy.

Anyway, whatever. My parents are on a Thanksgiving cruise at the moment (I kid you not), so I’ll be having Thanksgiving at Tally’s, like I do most years. Which is probably for the best this year in particular, since she’s all sad that Kai doesn’t want her to meet his parents.

I’m gonna have to kick that boy’s butt soon.

Love,

Me

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HERS Dating App – Wednesday, Nov. 26th, 10:00pm

taylormade: So… that was really fun.

bridgetovertroubledwater: Really? I thought only boring dates lasted ten hours.

taylormade: Ha ha. Very funny.

taylormade: Really though. Good idea on the paddle boats. Surprisingly entertaining.

bridgetovertroubledwater: Well, thanks. And good idea on the food trucks for dinner. Can’t believe I didn’t know about them before.

taylormade: You seemed very familiar with the bar next door, though. I still can’t believe they let me in.

bridgetovertroubledwater: Yeah, that bouncer, Marco, has a huge crush on my friend Mem. He’s been letting us in for a few years.

taylormade: Was surprised how quickly you scampered off at the end of the night, though. Almost made me think you didn’t enjoy yourself.

bridgetovertroubledwater: Don’t be silly. I’ve never had a ten hour date before. And, believe me, I’m the type to ditch a date if I’m not into it. 

taylormade: Me, too. Glad we got that settled. So, when can I see you again?

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HERS Dating App – Friday, Nov. 28th, 12:00pm

taylormade: Hope you had a nice Thanksgiving. Just thought I’d check in one more time in case you somehow missed my last question. If you don’t want to meet up again, no worries.

bridgetovertroubledwater: Hey—I’m sorry. My friend Tally has been having a hard time with the guy she’s seeing and I haven’t checked the app lately. I would love to see you again. How’s tomorrow? 

taylormade: I get it. Thanksgiving is a weirdly stressful time for a lot of people. Tomorrow would be great. Any ideas?

bridgetovertroubledwater: Dare I suggest we start at the Black Cat again and see where the next ten hours take us?

taylormade: Sounds like a plan. Dare I suggest we exchange numbers so you can’t use that lame excuse about not opening the app to ignore me next time?

bridgetovertroubledwater: Sounds like a plan.