Maybe he was Filipino. Was that in Asia? Probably. Asia's out-of-control huge.

Smiling is confusing, she thought. This is why I don’t do it.

Ophelia was bonkers, right? And Juliet was what, a sixth-grader?

I'm the Cool One," she told herself. "Somebody give me some tequila because I'll totally drink it. And there's no way you're going to find me later having a panic attack in your parents' bathroom. Who wants to French-kiss?

The squirrels on campus were beyond domestic; they were practically domestically abusive.

She didn't want to run, period. It made her breasts feel like they were going to detach from her body.

I just want to know—are you rooting for me? Are you hoping I pull this off?" Cath's eyes settled on his, tentatively, like they'd fly away if he moved. She nodded her head. The right side of his mouth pulled up. "I'm rooting for you," she whispered. She wasn't even sure he could hear her from the bed. Levi's smile broke free and devoured his whole face.