Shelley, I say. You should've let him win. You know, to be polite. Shelley's response is a shake of her head. Applesauce drips on her chin. That's the way it's going to be, huh? I say, hoping the scen...
Opening yourself up to making mistakes and being vulnerable is what makes it beautiful and special with the person you love.
He has eyes so expressive they give a hint to more than what he portrays. He’s dedicated to his friends, family, and even his motorcyle. He touched me as if I were made of glass. He kissed me as if he...
I'm willing to find out what this thing is going on between us. Are you?If we weren't outside, he says, I'd show you--I cut him off by grabbing the thick hair at the base of his neck and pulling that...
Music is my drug, the one thing that makes me numb.
Distance makes the heart grow fonder.
What happens when I break one of your fuckin’ rules?
Sylvia grabs my sleeve. He’s a looker.I know. The problem is, he knows it, too.
Hey, Carlos, the Professor says when he walks in. How was REACH?It sucked.Can you be more specific? my guardian asks.It really sucked, I elaborate, sarcasm dripping from every word.
Tuck holds out his hand. By the way, I don't think we've been formally introduced. I'm Tuck. You know, rhymes with luck.And fuck, Carlos adds.Yep, that, too, Tuck says unfazed.
Whoa, who was that?Madison Stone, Kiara mutters.Introduce me to her.Why?Because I know it’ll annoy the shit out of you.
Unfortunately, I can’t run from my heart. It hurts, deep inside my body. And I know I’ll never be the same.
She's a Texan, born and raised. Football is in our blood.
As If I could just turn my feelings off like a faucet.
Are you going to dance with me tonight? I ask.Hell, yeah.Colin never wanted to dance with me.I'm not Colin, querida, and never will be.Good. I've got you, Alex. I realize it's all I need and I'm ready...
I thought we were gonna take this relationship slow.A back rub is harmless.My eyes roam over her kick-ass bikini-covered bod. I'll have you know I've been intimate with girls wearin' a lot more.
After we've been dancing awhile and need a breather, we walk off the dance floor. I whip out my cell and say, Pose for me.The first picture I take is of him trying to pose like a cool bad boy. It make...
You look like a hot tamale.That’s not really a compliment.
I’m fine, Sierra. Really.No, you’re not fine. Brit, I’m your best friend. I’ll be here before and after your boyfriends. So spill your guts. I’m all ears.I loved him.No shit, Sherlock. Tell me somethi...
Come here and lie on your stomach. I know how to give Swedish massages. It'll relax you.You're not Swedish, I say.Yeah, well, neither are you. So if I do it wrong you'll never know the difference.