You can’t keep her.” I know that. But I’m not ready to give her up just yet.

I never believed in love at first sight, until I met Derek. It's all-consuming and delicious and wonderful and exciting. At the same time, it makes me nervous and self-conscious and emotional. Love exists. I know it does, because I'm madly, deeply, hopelessly in love.

I want to try making things right because picking up the pieces is way better than leaving them the way they are.

Hey, Carlos," the Professor says when he walks in. "How was REACH?" "It sucked." "Can you be more specific?" my guardian asks. "It really sucked," I elaborate, sarcasm dripping from every word.

Why shouldn't I be introspective? We dont' make sense." "Neither do Chocolate and Peanut Butter, but it somehow works." He says "Somehow the mixture of two things is genius.

It's as if I'm taking away his pain and he's taking away mine.

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