But I guess you would look beatific, too, if the man you had been in love with since the fifth grade had told you that he was in love with you, too.
Because my heat was too full of appreciation for what my friends-- my real friends-- had done for me.
I was in love with Scott Bennett. That I had been in love with him my whole life, practically.
The fact that he was willing to sacrifice his own face in order to keep mine from getting bashed in
You know. Life's short. If you don't try new things, you'll never know what you're best at. And you can only make time for new things by quitting the things you know don't work for you.