Trey scoffed. "Between you and me, Brayden's probably the last guy in the world you have to worry about. I think he's as clueless as you are. If I didn't care about your virtue so much, I'd actually probably give him a lecture on 'how' to try something." -Trey, pg. 70

Sydney: Ever had that happen? Once you can’t have something, you want it that much more.” Adrian: “Yes. It happens all the time.

Everything's about my personal entertainment. The world is my stage. Keep it up- you're becoming a star performer in the show.

Look, Rose. You don't have to keep up with the hard-to-get thing. You already got me.

That's ridiculous." Especially the part about Christian being manly.

When she left for a third time and returned with a giant box, I started to get irate. "What is this?" I demanded, taking it from her. It felt like it had bricks in it. "Grandmother needs you to carry some things," Paul told me. "Yes," I said through gritted teeth. "I sort of figured that out fifty pounds ago.

I love pity parties. I wish I'd brought hats.