It's nothing. A school project. My go-to answer for anything. Staying out late? School project. Need extra money? School project.

Normally when a person has a stellar image another person's waiting in the wings to tear them apart. They're waiting for that one fatal flaw to expose itself.

I miss video games where the jump-kick was the trickiest combo to master.

What you don't understand, you can make mean anything.

I wanted to tell you everything. And that hurt because some things were too scary. Some things even I didn’t understand. How could I tell someone—someone I was really talking to for the first time—everything I was thinking? I couldn’t. It was too soon.

I swear, guys in groups are capable of the stupidest things." "Like war," Kellan says, heaping napkins and ketchup packets onto her tray. "And jumping off rooftops." "And lighting their farts on fire," she says.

Maybe if I forgot things once in a while, we'd all be a little bit happier.