Is it true he killed a Turkish ambassador with a thong?” I wasn’t sure if she was talking about the sandals or the panties, but.
And then, more than anything, I wanted to stop hearing Macey’s words, It’s okay for you to like him, because sometimes not liking someone is easier.
I am the Girl Who Cried Wolf. And now I am the only one who can save the lambs.
Kat was more prone to simply making sure the very fancy college that Lady Georgette was going to be attending found out that the girl had had “help” with her entrance exams. There.
When I heard the ding of the diner door, I spun to see a mob of teenagers heading our way, and let me tell you, for a girl who’s gone to a private all-girls school since the seventh grade, that’s a pretty scary sight.
Maybe they’d be interested in joining our bridge club.” The last bridge my parents had anything to do with involved the Gansu Province, dynamite, and a really ticked-off yak, but I just smiled and said, “Thanks.
I’ve spent enough time studying languages to know that almost any phrase can have two meanings.
I’ve been wrong, and I’ve been crazy. But this is the first time I’ve ever truly felt like a fool.
The president used to joke that it was going to impact the national debt just to feed him.
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words from stupid Russian kidnappers can never hurt me.
It turned out, when pretty tall, pretty handsome boys needed to shave they became less “pretty” and more... handsome.
Maybe wrist corsages cut off circulation to the brain? I mean, is that why so many girls do stupid things on prom night? I.
Joe Solomon is many things, Cammie. But crazy? Crazy is the one that I don’t think I’ll ever believe. – Mr Smith.
Macey?” Zach asked as if he couldn’t believe his eyes, which was maybe the most flattering thing ever, because no one has ever mistaken me for Macey McHenry. Ever.
It was a nearly starless sky. Black clouds hung heavy overhead, blocking out the moon.
I ease out my third-story window and drop onto the brick ledge below, but I’m not even a little bit afraid. I should be, I know. If I were normal. If I had good sense. If I were sane.
There were a million lies Kat could have told, but none more powerful than the truth. “This is our only idea.
I looked up at the fireworks that filled the sky. It was exactly the kind of moment when Zack liked to show up say something cryptic, and kiss me.
But as I looked at everything I was supposed to carry and thought about all the things I was supposed to know, I had to wonder: Do all girls go through this? Is every girl on a date really in deep cover?
Small changes. Big differences.