That's really eco-friendly of you," Vee told Marcie. "Recycling Nora's old trash.

A girl could lather up in soap like that.

Well, well,” he said. “Five days a week isn’t enough of me? Had to give me an evening, too?

Sometimes bad things have to happen before good things can.

Your mom isn’t going to let me step foot inside this place. I’ve seen the gun she keeps on the top shelf of the pantry.

Vee lowered her lashes and smiled wickedly. "This class isn't going to teach me anything I don't already know." "Vee? As in virgin?" "Not so loud." She winked just as the bell rang, sending us both to our seats, which were side by side at our shared table.

reading a good book in silence is like eating chocolate for the rest of your life and never getting fat.