Do I need to check up on you guys later? You know the rules.No sleeping in opposite-sex rooms.My face flames,and St. Clair's cheeks grow blotchy. It's true.It's a rule. One that my brain-my rule-lovin...
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.
Do you like it? she asks. Universal bitch speak for
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.
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.
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...
Har. Bloody. Har.He smiles. Oh, I see. Known me less than a day and teasing me about my accent. What's next? Care to discuss the state of my hair? My height? My trousers?Trousers. Honestly.
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...
He shakes his head. His dark messy hair has a few curls in it today.It's quite breathtaking,really.If there were an Olympics competition in hair, St. Clair would totally win,hands down. Ten-point-oh.G...
He stayed with her for so long because he liked the idea of being in love. He has an empty well in his heart that needs to be filled by someone. Anyone. But that's not enough for me, and it won't be e...
He stayed with her for so long because he liked the idea of being in love. He has an empty well in his heart that needs to be filled by someone. Anyone. But
He tastes like my deepest craving fulfilled.
He was the god of tide-lap and wingbeat, talon and pearl. She was the goddess of … herself. And he could not look away from her.
He's gleeful to know something I don't. Which is annoying considering we're both aware that he knows everything about Parisian life, whereas I have the savvy of a chocolate croissant.
He’s coming over, Lindsay says. What do you want me to do? Kick him in the balls? I’ve been dying to kick him in the balls.
Historia personal. Como porque St. Clair siempre corría de vuelta a Ellie, yo asumí que lo hizo otra vez. ¿Es eso? Y ¿Él hizo eso? Ya no estoy segura. He pasado mi todo último año sofocada entre lujur...
History books are filled with lies. Whoever wins the war tells the story.
How could I have ever for a moment believed I wasn’t in love with him?
How much detention did you get?Two weeks. One per arsehole.
How…how did you know that I’m not there?But I’ve already anticipated his answer.Because I’m here.
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