I'm not the distraction in the room.' 'Oh? And what might be?' -Nora & Patch (PG 242)
Becca FitzpatrickChase him down and stall for time. I need two more minutes. โ โChase him down? How? The Neon has a flat.โ โWith your own two feet!โ โYou mean exercise?
Becca FitzpatrickScience is an investigation," Coach said, sanding his hands together. "Science requires us to transform into spies." Put that way, science almost sounded fun. But I'd been in Coach's class long enough not to get my hopes up.
Becca FitzpatrickPatch reached for my hand and pushed my dad's ring off the tip of his finger and into my palm, curling my fingers around it. He kissed my knuckles. "I was going to give this back earlier, but it wasn't finished." I opened my palm and held the ring up. The same heart was engraved on the underside, but now there were two names carved on either side of it: NORA and JEV. I looked up. "Jev? That's your real name?" "Nobody's called me that in a long time.
Becca FitzpatrickYouโve never been to school, ever? If thatโs trueโ and youโre right, I donโt think it isโwhat made you decide to come this year?โ โYou....Your eyes, Nora. Those cold, pale gray eyes are surprisingly irresistible.โ He tipped his head sideways, as if to study me from a new angle. โAnd that killer curvy mouth
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