“How do I know it’s not a fluke? What if I only ever fall for one girl?” “Then you’re bi.” She pats my arm. “What if I’m talking myself into it?” “Not a thing – ” “Okay, but what if the girl I like is kind of – I don’t know – boyish?” “Is she a boy?” Edith asks. “No.” “Sounds pretty bi.”

“How do I know it’s not a fluke? What if I only ever fall for one girl?” “Then you’re bi.” She pats my arm. “What if I’m talking myself into it?” “Not a thing – ” “Okay, but what if the girl I like is kind of – I don’t know – boyish?” “Is she a boy?” Edith asks. “No.” “Sounds pretty bi.”

— Becky Albertalli