Nothing good ever happens at lunch. The cafeteria is a giant sound stage where they film daily segments of Teenage Humiliation Rituals. And it smells gross.
No wonder the zombies were crazy. They thought they were supposed to practice breeding before they learned how to do their own laundry. They talked about it, thought about it, maybe did it, all while...
My job is to nod or shake my head, to say I know what you mean, when I don’t, and That is so unfair, when it isn’t.
Mother is the rock, I am the ocean. I have to pout and roll my eyes for hours until she finally wears down and crumbles into a thousand grains of beach sand. It takes a lot of energy. I don't think I...
Just in case we forget that weareheretogetagoodfoundation sowecangotocollegeliveuptoourpotentialgetagoodjoblivehap pilyeverafterandgotoDisneyWorld, we have a Job Day.
I’ve got a cake rising, Eliza said. I’m not leaving that for any man
I’m just tired and I can’t sleep yet. A woman’s work is never done, isn’t that what the fools say?
It is easier to floss with barbed wire than admit you like someone in middle school.
It is easier not to say anything. Shut your trap, button your lip, can it. All that crap you hear on TV about communication and expressing feelings is a lie. Nobody really wants to hear what you have...
In one universe, they are gorgeous, straight-teethed, long-legged, wrapped in designer fashions, and given sports cars on their sixteenth birthdays. Teacher smile at them and grade them on the curve....
If I run or breathe too deep, the cheap stitches holding me together will snap, and all the stickiness inside will pour out and burn through the concrete.
If I ever form my own clan, we'll be the Anti-Cheerleaders. We will not sit in the bleachers. We will wander underneath them and commit mild acts of mayhem.
I'm fighting the shock of having a guest in my room. I almost kick her out because it's going to hurt too much when my room is empty again.
I wasn't going to let her sucker me into being her friend again just so she could turn around and crush me one more time.
I understood what triggered her earthquakes, most of them.
I knew it! He pumps a fist into the air. You've fallen in love with me. You want to have my babies. We'll get a team of horses and a covered wagon and we'll journey to South America and raise goats.
I have never heard a more eloquent silence.
I flip ahead in the textbook. There's an interesting chapter about acid rain. Nothing about sex. We aren't scheduled to learn about that until eleventh grade.
I dare you to punch me, I said.You? Dare me? He was laughing too hard to say anything else.I shove him. I double-dare you. If you don't have the guts to do it, you're a weenie. I shove again, harder....
I can't stop biting my lips. It looks like my mouth belongs to someone else, someone else, someone I don't even know.