It was as if each of them sensed vaguely that the Saturday afternoons of youth are few, and precious, and this feeling which neither of them could have defined or described made every moment of...

Just let it out.

It’s rather good to pretend to be normal with someone.

I didn’t like his tone. In fact I didn’t like boys’ tone when they knew they were hot and tried to be rude to girls because they knew they were hot.

My love life couldn’t be more nonexistent if Julius was all all-girls’ boarding school with a moat full of alligators around it.

Really, Mom? That’s your advice? Boys are like candy. What is that? Forrest Gump on teens?

Katherine stared intently at the cold, hard steel. She knew it would be loaded and that, if need be, there was extra ammunition in the back of the drawer. She would not be one of...

I knew it wouldn’t last, that the reality would come snaking back in, but for a moment I saw it, the futility of trying to mold love into an expected shape. The foolishness of whining...

But those eyes, those big green eyes of hers, they bore right into me with crippling force. She wanted it too much; the space Tommy had left in her, she wanted me to fill it....

Marika could feel herself cocking the trigger of a loaded gun and pointing it at herself, because the truth could be too shocking a revelation, something that would shake their lives to the core… but...

Great. Darcy is the ruler of our school. Prety soon, Julius is going to be like Singapore – you’ll get a $500 fine for chewing gum or making out in the hallways.

Nobody, she felt, understood her–not her mother, not her father, not her sister or brother, none of the girls or boys at school, nadie–except her man.