Because he should want to be in a relationship with me! I’m friggin’ awesome.

I want to be with you.

People got out of the way for Cam. He was like a hot Moses, parting a sea of drunk college students.

My bag hit the floor, spilling overpriced books and pens across the shiny floor. My pens! My glorious pens rolled everywhere.

What are you up to?” “Oh, you know, mischief and mayhem,” he replied. “That so reminds me of Harry Potter,” Brit said, sighing. “I need a re-read.” We all turned to her. Two bright spots appeared in her cheeks as she tossed her blonde hair back. “What? I’m not ashamed to admit that random things remind me of Harry Potter.

Time was a funny and fickle thing. Sometimes there was never enough of it, and other times it stretched out endlessly.

If I fall and break my neck, will you say something nice at my funeral?" "Like 'Kyler was usually more graceful?