The call Alaska got was from her boyfriend, as he always calls her at 3:02 am on the exact time of their anniversary. Miles and Chip launch themselves into searching for answers as to why she died as they grieve her. In the middle of the night, Alaska got a call and then ran out of the room crying. They were all drinking together, and fell asleep in her dorm room. Miles and Chip were with Alaska the night she died. Lara and I went back to her room, where she did exactly what Alaska told her to do, and I did exactly what Alaska said I would do, which was die a hundred little ecstatic deaths, my fists clenched, my body shaking.Alaska dies in a car crash midway through the book and Miles’ heart is broken. Never have I so wanted to be Crest Complete. She walked into the bathroom, returned with a tube of toothpaste, and showed us. Sitting on her bed, she laughed until she cried. Maybe we should ask Alaska.” So we went to her room and asked Alaska. I don’t know if there’s something else.” “I mean, you didn't-.” “Um.

“Should I, like, bite?” “Don’t bite! I mean, I don’t think. I thought maybe she should move her head up and down, but wouldn’t that choke her? So I just stayed quiet. Everything I’d learned from watching porn with Alaska suddenly exited my brain. And then she took it out of her mouth and looked up at me quizzically. she lay there, stock-still with my penis in her mouth, and I sat there, waiting.

I knew that at this point something else was supposed to happen, but I wasn’t quite sure what. She did not move a muscle in her body, and I did not move a muscle in mine. And then she wrapped her hand around it and put it into her mouth. “It’s weird.” “What do you mean weird?” “Just big, I guess.” I could live with that kind of weird. “What?” She looked up at me, but didn’t move, her face nanometers away from my penis. And then with me sitting watching The Brady Bunch, watching Marcia Marcia Marcia up to her Brady antics, Lara unbuttoned my pants and pulled my boxers down a little and pulled out my penis. I mean, you don’t have to.” “I think I want to,” she said, and we kissed a little, and then. But to hear her sweet little Romanian voice go so sexy all of the sudden… “No,” I said. I mean, from Alaska, hearing that stuff was one thing. Pg 126-128 “I’ve just never given one,” she answered, her little voice dripping with seductiveness.

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