Nothing happens for ages, and then all the changes come at once.

Whenever you made a choice, especially one you'd been resisting, it always affected everything else, some in big ways, like a tremor beneath your feet, others in so tiny a shift you hardly noticed a change at all. But it was happening.

It's still a memory worth having, even if it's not exactly what you imagined.

So this had been all I wanted, a boy who understood how I felt. Now, though, I sometimes wished for more.

What were you two talking about?" she whispered as Wes pulls the door shut. Nothing," I said. "Running." You should have seen your face," she said, her breath hot in my ear. "Sa-woooon.

I've always known who I am. I might not work perfectly, or be like them, but that's okay. I know I work in my own way.

We can all be beautiful girls.