She's cute, I thought, but you don't need to like a girl who treats you like you're ten: You've already got a mom.
John GreenColin thought about the dork mantra: sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. What a dirty lie.
John GreenAnd I vaguely remember her smiling at me from the door way the glittering ambiguity of a girls smile, which seems to promise an answer to the question, but never gives it. The question, the one we’ve all been asking since girls stopped being gross, the question that is to simple to be uncomplicated: Does she like me or does she LIKE me?
John Green