I didn’t know it was possible to simultaneously hate and ache for someone.

Hot. I’ve been upgraded to hot.No one has ever called me hot. Cute? Yes. Adorable? yes, often and it makes me want to punch them. I didn’t know short girls could even be hot. I...

How did you get so wise?

You’re the most incredible girl I’ve ever known. You’re gorgeous and smart, and you make me laugh like no-one else can. And I can talk to you. And I know after all this I don’t...

A gorgeous boy is in love with you, and you’re not even gonna try to make it work?

Suddenly I register that St. Clair is shorter than Josh. Much shorter. It’s odd I didn’t notice earlier, but he doesn’t carry himself like a short guy. Most are shy or defensive, or some messed-up...

I hate that it sounds like a punishment.

I mean, really. Who sends their kid to boarding school? It’s so Hogwarts. Only mine doesn’t have cute boy wizards or magic candy or flying lessons.

Well, bloody noses.” I hug his coat tighter. “Those are definitely hot.

Okay, I’ve lied to him. But you saw how jealous he gets. It makes me feel like I have to. And I shouldn’t defend my right to be friends with another guy.

Welcome to Paris, Anna. I’m glad you’ve come.

He’s exasperated. “I’m saying I’m in love with you! I’ve been in love with you this whole bleeding year!

I have a rule.””Elaborate.”The statue is still warm from the previous visitors. “I ask myself, if the worst happened—if I did get knocked up-would I be embarrassed to tell my child who his father was?...

He snuffles. Oh, no.He’s not going to cry, is he? Because even though it’s sweet when guys cry, I am so not prepared for this.Girl scouts didn’t teach me what to do with emotionally unstable...

I told him your loins were clearly burning, and he should man up and make a move.””You did not!””I did. And if he doesn’t, then I suggest you jump his bones.”…I finally register what he’s...

Soap?””School of America in Paris” he explains. “SOAP”.Nice. My father sent me here to be cleansed.

I pull back, gasping for breath. Reeling. His breath is ragged, and I place my hands on his cheeks to steady him. “Is this okay?” I whisper. “Are you okay?”His reply is anguished. Honest. “I...

Kiss me,” I say.He does.

If I weren’t standing next to your boyfriend, I’d be tempted to ask you out myself.”She blushes, and St. Clair bounds inside the box office and wrestles her into a hug. “Miiiiiiiiine!” he says.”Cut it...

I trail my fingers across his cheek. He stays perfectly still for me. “Please stop apologizing, Etienne.””Say my name again,” he whispers.I close my eyes and lean forward. “Etienne.”He takes my hands into his. Those...

It gets worse. Josh tell her that he loves her. She says it back. He touches her. She touches him back. And then they’re losing their virginity on the floor of her bedroom beside her...

How did you know? That she wasn’t the one for him?” Now he’s staring at his hands, slowing rubbing them together. “They just didn’t have that . . . natural magic. You know? It never...

I get out of the car, and I’m blasted by the stench of body odor. Cricket is beside me, and he’s talking, but his words don’t reach my ears.Because it’s my mother.Smelling.On my porch.

yes,” and only recently did I learn it’s spelled o-​u-​i and not w-​e-​e.

We’re enveloped in pitch black. “Wait here,” I whisper.”Are you getting your ax?””Handcuffs.””Kinky. But, okay, I’ll try it.

I’d like to point out that we’ve had zero problem reaching each other’s mouths.

St. Clair gets a crush on Anna. He’s torn between her and Ellie, and he spends so much time running between them that he hardly has time left for Josh. And the more time that...

Is it possible for home to be a person and not a place?

I don’t care about anything. But I care about you.

They left me. My parents actually left me! IN FRANCE!

I don’t believe in fashion. I believe in costume. Life is too short to be same person every day.

We’ll buy a cot. Your husband can sleep on that when he visits.

I laugh, and it sounds like I’ve been sucking helium.

Do adults realize how lucky they are?

How much detention did you get?”Two weeks. One per arsehole.

Mi cuarto esta oscuro, y Etienne envuelve sus brazos a mi alrededor. Escuchamos a la cantante de ópera en un silencio tranquilo. Estoy sorprendida por lo mucho que extrañare Francia. Atlanta fue casa por casi...