I hate studying and I hate partying. But I’m okay with motocross. And muscles.Motocross and Muscles. Now that should be a Lifetime movie.

He’s tall with shaggy blond hair and muscular arms. He’s holding a twenty-dollar bill. He’s muscular. And he’s holding a twenty–wait, I already said that.

I wiggle my eyebrows. ‘Sorry, Evan, I can’t make out with you while the dog is aligning himself with a magnetic field.

You can’t flirt with me during a lockdown. My eyes narrow. It’s unethical.

Then I flipped my hair across his face and said, “Do you like my hair, baby? It’s Winterfresh, like a mountain spring.

Tenacity runs thick in the veins of a villain.