did i mention the book was called follow that boy?

when I was maybe ten or eleven I started reading this book that my cousin had taken out of the library.  It was a totally inthralling piece of sweet valley high crap and I loved it, but before i could finish my cousin took it back to the library.  And I have gone thru life not knowing if the girl in the book ever hooked up with the cute guy she kept running into on her trip to hawaii.  

For years I've kept an eye out for that book, I still take detours thru the teen section of the library from time to time hoping to see it on the shelf.  I understand that I can look it up read it whenever I like, but that would destroy the relationship I have had with this book.  As much as I hated not knowing the ending, that not knowing also sparked a sense of possibility in me that is quite exciting.

Anything can can happen... even finding that book laying on a table at my next visit to the library!