But I always worked harder when I was up against something, or when someone assumed I couldn't succeed. That's what drove me, all those nights studying. The fact that so many figured I couldn't do it.
Sarah DessenI wondered if he ever thought of me, and hated the pang I felt when I told myself he didn't.
Sarah DessenI tried to hold myself apart, showing only what I wanted, doling out bits and pieces of who I was. But that only works out for so long. Eventually, even the smallest fragments can't help but, make a whole.
Sarah DessenEveryone laughed, and just like that, the conversation shifted, jumping to another topic. It was fast and furious, the talking, the emotions, the back-and-forth and forth-and-back. I realized that if I tried to focus on it too much, I got overwhelmed. So I just decided to relax into it, bumpy and crazy as it might be, and try for once to just go along for the ride.
Sarah DessenI'm incredibly flattered when people tell me that my books helped them through high school. Because of my own experience, the thought that something I wrote might help someone who felt the way I did when I was a teen...that's huge. It awes me.
Sarah DessenLet me guess,โ Eli said, his voice that low, even timbre, as always. โDrinking from kegs also falls under outdoor activity.โ I just looked at him, standing there in jeans and the same blue hoodie heโd had on the first time I met him. Maybe it was the embarrassment, which had been bad enough before I had an audience, but I was instantly annoyed. I said, โAre we outside?โ He glanced round, as if needing to confirm this. โNope.โ โThen no.โ I turned my attention back to the keg.
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