Next thing you know she'll be on the bus and selling T-shirts in the parking lot, showing off her boobs to get in the stage door." "At least she has boobs to show," Jess said. "I have boobs," Chloe said, pointing to her chest. "Just because they're not weighing me down doesn't mean they're not substantial." "Okay, B cup," Jess said, taking a sip of her drink. "I have boobs!" Chloe said again, a bit too loudly--she'd already had a couple of minibottles at the Spot. "My boobs are great, goddammit. You know that? They're fantastic! My boobs are amazing.

Who says there has to be a point?" He asked. "Or a reason. Maybe it's just something you have to do.

Really, it had been stupid to expect anything anyway. A few late nights does not a habit, or a relationship, make.

That's the thing about someone who rarely gets upset: when they do, you notice.

I'd known enough people for every minute of the day, and yet still didn't have anyone as my two a.m.

I was so thrilled that I was having a girl, because I just am so girly myself, but I think the teenage years are going to be very interesting.

This was how I was dealing with everyone and everything lately, taking the good when it came, and the bad the same way, knowing each would pass in its own time.