Football players are misunderstood. They arent the dumb jocks people think they are.
Tell me what we had was real, I whisper.
Luis is right there.” I point to the corner of the yard, where my little brother is the centre of attention doing imitations of barnyard animals. I have yet to inform him that talent isn’t as much of a chick magnet when you get into junior high.
As If I could just turn my feelings off like a faucet.
Daddy, What's the horizontal tango?
Love. Is it just a word that boys use to manipulate girls?