When he smiled, something strange happened to my insides. It was like they turned to liquid.
Mia, I’m not sorry. And I’ll wait. Love, Michael.
I don’t do alcohol. Or other people’s boyfriends. And don’t you forget it.
Sometimes in life, you fall down holes you can’t climb out of by yourself. That’s what friends and family are for-to help. They can’t help, however, unless you let them know you’re down there.
Looks can be deceiving.
How is it that I’d nearly been smothered to death, and yet I could sit there and notice things like my stepbrother’s abdominal muscles a few minutes later?
Nice to know I have that effect on boys. I mean, Christopher doesn’t even know I exist, and Brandon Stark practically throws up when he sees me. Having my brain transplated into a supermodel’s body was doing wonders for my love life.
Mr. Greer timed all our speeches with an oven timer. Things were nothing at Tribeca Alternative, considered one of Manhattan’s finest prep schools, if not high tech.
See? Anger can be healthy. When the time comes–and it will come–remember that. And what I said. Embrace your powers–love yourself the way Nature made you, and you will prevail. Always.
How to be the best that you can be.
Meg Cabot is the best author ever.
God, what if TMZ got hold of the truth about me? What a liar I am, I mean? What kind of role model am I? I make Vanessa Hudgens look like Mother Freaking Teresa. Minus the whole nudity thing. Because I’m not about to take naked photos of myself and send them to my boyfriend.
Cal: “Could you write a little bigger? I’m not sure China saw that.” Every Boy’s Got One.
Someone, I was beginning to suspect, had a bit of a gangster complex. It wasn’t really very hard to figure out who. I mean, I was guessing it wasn’t Christopher’s aunt Jackie.
I’m a liar. And I can’t stop thinking about boys.
But I let it slide, because, hello, hot guy.
Whatever. Boris, must you constantly breathe on me?
I don’t think he could ever be a serial killer. He’s way too shy. That Ted Bundy guy, he was pretty outgoing, from what I heard. -Jess about Doug p. 107.
But I intend to enjoy the weeks I have left with you to the fullest. Because I know from my study of the philosophy of time, whatever is going to happen in the future is already unavoidable.
They’ve arrested Sebastian! For m-murder! You’ve g-got to stop them! He d-didn’t do it! He can’t have done it! He doesn’t believe in murder! He’s a v-vegetarian!