You shouldn’t have to pretend to be as excited as I am just to make me happy. If it comes to that, you shouldn’t have to pretend to be anything around me. Friends should be...

You have to be a friend to have them.

I didn’t say anything; I could find no words that would express the swirled chaos of emotions inside me. So I just watched him go right out the door.

I Can Be Alone and it’s Okay.

I need you to just trust me for now without knowing all the answers.

Um, you don’t have to join me, but if you’re looking for a table, there are a couple good seats over there.” He nodded toward the far end.

I know he’s a realist, he’s okay with being alone, and he helps people when he thinks no one is watching.

I like to call her Doctor Fisher.

That happens to have been a very significant battle,” Davin reminded me, in a smug tone.

I suppose that means you don’t want any band-aids, either,” I said, a touch more bitterly than I’d meant to.

Seriously, it makes sense. He’s always tired and pale, and keeps himself away from people so he won’t bite them….Maybe that’s what he’s doing when he disappears. Getting his fix of blood.

What I’ve come to realize I that I don’t like action for action’s sake. Mindless explosions, super close ups of combat and gore, and unnecessary effects make me zone out incredibly fast.What I do love...

When the moment shifts, and you realize you don’t actually want to be alone, that underneath the bravado is an ache that won’t quite fade away, you’re not only aware of how lonely you are,...

“It’s so peaceful. I could go to sleep in here.” His eyes flickered to me once more, and for a dizzying second I wasn’t thinking about sleep or storms but about pressing my lips to...

Thanks.” He didn’t say anything, but slowly released my wrist. Before he completely withdrew, I took his hand and interlaced my fingers through his. He looked at me, his lips parted in surprise, but then...

Last Resort friends are for getting from, not giving to.

Then don’t settle,” he said.

I suddenly felt the way Cinderella might have felt if she hadn’t had that convenient midnight curfew: my feet were hurting, my hair was slipping free from its pins, and my makeup was getting all...

Well, if you can accept that I’m a great big geeky fangirl, then I guess I can accept that you’re a skeptic and a realist.

And you have all these Flash Thompsons and Harry Osborns hovering around you, trying to make a move. Because…you’re basically amazing.

Being in love with your best friend is problematic.

would you really want to? By all accounts, it gets lonely being your own hero.

It was nice. Even in high school, I’d mostly had makeshift friends forged by the shared status of outcast. It was rare for me to discuss things so easily to someone outside of my family,...

He smiled at me shyly and took a step closer. I froze, heart pounding, as he put one hand on my cheek and leaned toward me. I swallowed, gazing up at him with what I...

As much as I cared about him, I wasn’t a slave to fate. I could choose to ignore my feelings, strong as they were. It would be painful, but no more so than letting myself...

Telling me I’m pretty is nice and all, but if you really want to make my day, tell me I inspired you to read a book. Say you picked up a novel I’ve raved about...

I had always thought that I was fine with being alone. Halfway through high school, I moved from Brazil to America, and it took me forever to make friends. I had culture shock of virtually...

Suddenly finding it hard to breathe. It wasn’t because his grip was too tight, mind you. It was just the sudden proximity. And he smelled so good, the scent of fresh coffee and rain clinging...

If he can’t handle it, then you aren’t very good friends, are you?

…you definitely are deep water Dr. Fisher. Fathoms deep.

I bundled in my own blanket and reflected on the strange and somewhat unexpected friendship that was slowly developing between Davin and myself. It was clear to me that he needed a friend, but for...

Another red-letter day in history.

I got through it, and I wore it like a badge of honor—I Can Be Alone and it’s Okay.

When I arrived back at Intro to Basic Art again later that week, I thought for a moment we had a new student who didn’t know about the assigned seats. Sitting at my table was...

So what’s up?” He had one hand behind his back.