Not the “be yourself” line. I loathe that line. As if Myself and Tic have met before and gotten along, so all I have to do is make sure Myself is there this time. So illogical.
Growing up, I never felt deprived. I was always happy. It seems only lately I've started seeing everything I didn't have.
I turn my head so that he doesn't see my smile and secretly curse him for making me feel special.
His eyes are so intense I want to look away . . . or never look away, I can’t decide.
He laughs again. “You’re different, Caymen.” “Different than what?” “Than any other girl I’ve met.” Considering most of the girls he’d met probably had fifty times as much money as I did, that wasn’t a hard feat to accomplish. Thi...
Mrs. Spence picks up a roll of toilet paper from the counter and scrunches her nose. “Ask Caymen about that,” Xander says. Great, now I have to explain to his mother about my vandalism? “Your son called me with a toilet paper emergency. I rushe...
But knowing about someone doesn't equate to knowing them.
Note to self: Caymen is very good at sarcasm.” “If you’re recording notes for an official record, I’d like the word ‘very’ stricken and replaced with ‘exceptionally.
Hayden?" "Yes,Gia?" "Nothing I just wanted to say your name
He looked at the cash siting there "What's that for?" I made myself smile "A good time.
Stop worrying about someone else's feelings for once and worry about your grade.
Revenge is never the answer
We rarely find a depth by looking inside of ourselves for it. Depth is found in what we can learn from the people and things around us. Everyone, everything, has a story, Gia. When you learn those stories, you learn experiences that fill you up, that...
Dad, she's beautiful. I remember where she was standing.
Once Addie let someone in, she was impossible to forget. There was something about her that crawled inside a person and built a nice comfy home there, her goodness expanding until it filled every limb.
A wrong was just righted. Take care of my best friend.
Look at me, making one of your dreams come true. You and your Norm truck driving around Normville." "You're practically a god.
I had seen a different side of her, the one where she didn't feel threatened by me, and I liked that side. That side was vulnerable and happy and kind.
Why are you lying to me? I'm so tired of people lying to me. Do I not deserve the truth? Do I look like someone who can't handle it?
I thought I wanted these memories, but now I realize he hardly knows me.
