He looks up.Our eyes lock,and he breaks into a slow smile. My heart beats faster and faster. Almost there.He sets down his book and stands.And then this-the moment he calls my name-is the real moment...
Había una vez, una chica que hablaba con la luna. Y ella era misteriosa y perfecta, de la forma en que lo son las chicas que hablan con la luna. En la casa de al lado, vivía un chico. Y el chico obser...
Giveaway T-shirts stretched over monstrous beer bellies. Puffy NFL jackets and porky jowls. Granted, I'm in a bowling alley,but the differences between Americans and Parisians are shocking.I'm ashamed...
Girls were supposed to be happy that someone wanted them, as though they were kittens in a basket, and any left by day’s end would be drowned in the pond.
For a certain type of person, high school will always be brutal,' the head says. 'The best advice that I can give you is to figure out what comes next, and work towards that.
Eğer ben yıldızlarsam, Cricket Bell koskoca galaksiler eder.
Even his hair seemed more startled than usual.
Estoy empezando a pensar que tal vez está bien ser un lienzo en blanco. Tal vez está bien que mi futuro sea desconocido. Y tal vez, está bien estar inspirada en las personas que saben su futuro.
Do you know my biggest regret? She asks. That you turned into this bright, beautiful, fascinating person... and I can't take credit for any of it.
Cricket weaves easily around the other customers as if we’re the only two people in the store. The music over the
But—But what? You love him, and he loves you, and you live in the most romantic city in the world.I shake my head. It’s not that simple.Then let me put it another way. A gorgeous boy is in love with y...
But I'm worse. I'm a child playing dress-up, who can't even recognize herself under her own costume.
Being with Anna is easy. She's the one.The one. It stops my heart. I thought Max was the one, but... there's that other one.The first one.Do you believe in that? I ask quietly. In one person for every...
Because eventually, no matter what the circumstances, he would see the real me. Josh is a beautiful, messy, passionate work of art, and I'm... a blank canvas. There's nothing here to love.
Because I was right. For the two of us, home isn't a place. It's a person. And we're finally home.
Because I hate that word. Like being gay is something to be ashamed of. Like because Mer likes sports, it automatically makes her a lesbian. That insult doesn't even make sense.
Because I don’t want to be alone right now. His voice echoes through the night.I turn around to face him one last time. You weren’t alone, asshole.
As far as you go, he believes in what he does, and in second chances. He loves people. I’d go so far as to say he loves you. Loved me? Why? I don’t follow the rules. Aren’t religious people into rules...
Any girl faced with daily attention from a gorgeous boy with a cute accent and perfect hair would be hard-pressed not to develop a big,stinking, painful,all-the-time,all consuming crush.Not that that'...
Anna? Anna,are you there? I've been waiting in the lobby for fifteen minutes. A scrambling noise,and St. Clair curses from the floorboards. And I see your light's off.Brilliant. Could've mentioned you...