Buttons? You have a friend named Buttons? A human friend.
Her mom called her that when she was little and it stuck.
Now, so is she.
Buttons and I bonded over being rejected from Stanford. In fact, we applied to a lot of the same schools, so we were planning to visit a few campuses together this weekend. Make a road trip out of it.
Whoa. Okay, whoa. Where are you staying, who’s driving, and who’s chaperoning?
We were going to take your Ferrari and hook up with some boys we met on Craigslist.
Not cool.






