We Love Only Older Boys

That's what was tattooed all over my heart. And it's no wonder. Louis was handsome, smart...and older. Unfortunately, I couldn't tell how he felt about me. Sometimes it seemed like he liked me, but other times he practically drooled over that creepy Ellen.

It was so confusing. While I was pining away over Louie, guys I liked just as friends were falling for me. And to make matters worse, my best friends Fran and Roz were both practically going steady. I was the only one having so much trouble with older boys. I just had to find a real boyfriend. But who? And then I realized...the best guy of all was right under my nose.