It wasn't just that Mr. Beaumont and his creepy staring was freaking me out. And it wasn't that my dad's warning was ringing in my ears. My mediator instincts were telling me to get out, now. And when...
Cementerio El Encinal meant Cemetery of Many Oaks (I'm taking Spanish so that when Jesse and I have kids, I'll understand what he's saying when he yells at them in his mother tongue).
Jesse, you're not going to lose me. I had the situation totally under control. Sort of. But I have to say that after so many years of you keeping your feelings for me hidden out of propriety, it's rea...
I'll tell you what kind of girl I'm not, I said crankily. I am not the kind of girl who's looking to share her room with a member of the opposite sex. Understand me? So either you move out, or I force...
As hard as it is to date someone with nineteenth-century manners-seriously, it's getting to a point where I spend so much time swimming laps in the campus pool to work off my sexual frustration, my hi...
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