“Beautiful face. Beautiful body. Horrible attitude. It was the holy trinity of hot boys.”

“Beautiful face. Beautiful body. Horrible attitude. It was the holy trinity of hot boys.”

“I was in love with him. I knew that much was true. Love was the swelling, hopeful feeling in my chest every time I saw him. Love was the way I could forget about everything when I was with him. Love was the catch in my breath when he looked at me in his intense way. Love was the gasp he could draw o...”

“I understood books. I did not understand boys—especially alien boys.”