He shakes his head and his mouth is quirked at one corner. I can’t tell if he thinks I am sort of amusing or truly pathetic. It’s especially hard to tell because we are both...

Your powers of observation are formidable,” Michael says and Darien giggles behind one perfectly manicured hand, like some sort of preppie geisha.

I suppose I look acceptable, the black (haired) sheep among the Barrett blondes.

When I first met him (Michael) at the beginning of the year and found out that I would have to be his lab partner in bio and the year-long series of projects in AP English,...

I will probably die a misunderstood virgin like Ophelia in HAMLET, only I won’t do it by floating down a stream, singing my own mad song. They’ll just find me here, on my bed, on...

Suddenly a force greater than my common sense—which, I’ll admit, has been pretty faulty lately, propels me—and I find myself creeping up the long staircase to the forbidden second floor. I need to see Michael’s...