I didn't like seeing you with him" he says. "I don't think I'd like seeing you with any other guy....beside me.

I'm poor, not homeless.

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

We deserve each other, Luis … and I need you just as much as you need me. Hold me.” He steps closer, but hesitates. “If I do, mi chava, I can’t promise I’ll be able to let you go.

Somehow, being with Brittany brings something to my life that's missing, something ... right.

He may be out of my life physically, but he’ll always be a part of me. I can’t let him go even if I tried. Alex took a piece of my heart, but that doesn’t mean my life has to be on hold. I can’t keep running after ghosts.

A Mexican guy named Sam pushes Gary Frankel next to Isabel. "This guy can break your arm with one snap, asshole. Get out of my sight before I sic him on you," Sam says. Gary, who's wearing a coral shirt and white pants, growls to look tough. It doesn't work.