Just because I've gone and snagged myself a hot boyfriend doesn't mean I'm going to leave my bestfriend high and dry.

Have you finished your column for tomorrow's headline?" It was Vee. She came up beside me, jotting notes on the notepad she carried everywhere. "I'm thinking of writing mine on the injustice of seating charts. I got paired with a girl who said she just finished lice treatment this morning.

You find the wrong boy, you ask for trouble. You find the right boy, you find love.

Your mine, angel. And I won't let anything change that.

Kiss me in a way I'll never forget. Kiss me in a way that will stay with me until see you again

I’m going to grab a cheeseburger,” I told Patch. “Want anything?” “Nothing on the menu.” I smiled. “Why, Patch, are you flirting with me?

Thinking. A process by which I use my brain to make a rational decision.