You’ve never been to school, ever? If that’s true—and you’re right, I don’t think it is—what made you decide to come this year?” “You.

The trouble was, my feelings for Patch weren't harmless.

Nothing makes me happy quite like a boatload of freshly fried fast food, smothered in good old MSG.

Before I could stop myself, I punched his arm. “Careful,” he said in a low voice. “They might think we’re flirting.

I’m doing boy detox. Like a diet, only for my emotional health.

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.

Being nice? He’s being horny.