He looked at me like I was beautiful.
That's the thing: We didn't really care. A world without love is also a world without stakes.
Sometimes I feel like she deserves a best friend who is just a little more special.
Because if it weren’t for me, Lena and Alex would never have been caught at all. I told on them. I was jealous.
They’d already taken her from me once. I didn’t want to lose her again.
I wish I could close my eyes and be blown into dust and nothingness, feel all my thoughts disperse like dandelion fluff drifting off on the wind. But his hands keep pulling me back: into the alley, and Portland, and a world that has suddenly stopped making sense.