If you can't share with your friends, who can you share with?

It's pure instinct that makes me rebel every time someone tries to control my life and hand out more rules.

It'll be impossible to protect Brittany for the rest of her life from all the other guys who want to be near her, to see her as I've seen her. Touch her as I've touch her. Man, I never want to let her go.

I want to tell her how much she's become the center of my being. But I can't. The words won't come.

He may be out of my life physically, but he'll always be a part of me. I can't let go even if I wanted to.

From the look of us, you'd never know we slept in the same bed last night and made out like the world was going to end if we stopped.

I'm standing here, holding a half a lemon in my hand. I'm speechless, I'm excited . . . I'm a wreck. Caleb wants to be where I am.