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Here are a few excerpts from a book I recently read, "The Poet X," by Elizabeth Acevedo.

In science we learned that thermal conductivity is how heat flows through some materials better than others. But who knew words, when said by the right person, by a boy who raises your temperature, move heat like nothing else? Shoot a shock of warmth from your curls to your toes?

Maybe, the only thing that has to make sense about being somebody’s friend is that you help them be their best self on any given day. That you give them a home when they don’t want to be in their own.

And I know people are probably staring, probably thinking: “Horny high school kids can’t keep their hands to themselves.” 

But I don’t care because when our lips meet for those three stops before I get off, it’s beautiful and real and what I wanted. 

We are probably the only thing worth watching anyways. Maybe we’re doing our train audience a favor. Reminding them of first love.