Listen, Patch, I Don’t Want To Be

Patch Stood Over Me, And A Drop Of Rain Slid From His Hair, Landing Like Ice On My Collarbone. I Felt It Slide Along My Skin, Disappearing Beneath The Neckline Of My Shirt. His Eyes Followed The Raindrop, And I Began To Quiver On The Inside.

Dante Said, “i Tried Talking Nora Into A Ride, But She Keeps Blowing Me Off.” “that’s Because She Has A Hard-a Boyfriend. He Must Have Been Homeschooled, Because He Missed All Those Valuable Lessons We Learned In Kindergarten, Like Sharing. He Finds Out You Took Nora For A Ride, He’ll Wrap This Shiny New Porsche Around The Nearest Tree.

She Shrieked. "nora! What Happened To The Banister!" Good Thing She Hadn't Seen Her Bedroom Yet.

How Warm I Feel. How Icredibly Alive And Vibrant And Heedless Every Last Inch Of Me Feels Next To You.

What Is It With Girls?” Elliot Said, Splitting A Smile Between Us. “i Swear, I’ve Never Known A Girl Who Could Go To The Bathroom Alone.” He Leaned Forward And Grinned Conspiratorially. “let Me In On The Secret. Seriously. I’ll Pay You Five Bucks Each.” He Reached For His Back Pocket. “ten, If I Can Come Along And See What The Big Deal Is.