I don’t like the way he looks at you.” My stomach lurched. “What do you mean? How does he look at me?” “Like you’re not a student and he’s not a teacher.

I don't need a guarantee if I have you.

Surrender is a powerful force.

Actually, since I'm gay I think I should count for two guys instead of just one. I mean, in me you get the male point of view and you don't have to worry about me wanting to touch your boobies.

I still didn't look at him. I was afraid if I did that, I would turn around, run back to him, and hurl myself into his arms.

If I died, would it get me out of my geometry test tomorrow? One could only hope.

People who are filled with hate don't know how to handle love.