Outward appearances mean everything.

Consider me your candy stripper... I mean striper.

Are you following me?" she asks, but doesn't meet my gaze. "Yeah," I say. "Why?" I give her the only honest and true answer I have. "You're where I want to be.

But wishes are only granted in fairy tales.

There are no rules to attraction. Jake is nothing like who I wanted.

We kiss all the time." I clear my throat, then add, "We just...do it in private." "A smug expression crosses his face. "I don't buy it for a second, 'cause if you were my girlfriend and a stud like me was livin' in your house, I'd kiss you in front of the guy every chance I got as a reminder." "A reminder of w-w-what?" "That you were mine.

The percentage of couples who stay together after high school is, like, less than five percent, you guys.