“He’s only going out with you because he feels sorry for you,” she whispers as she invades my personal space on a classroom ramp. “You’re, like, his community service project.” — Wendelin Van Draanen Copy Share Image
“Maybe it came from whacking at two-by-fours and dreaming about perpetual motion. I don't know. All I know is that compared to her, Shelly and Miranda seemed so... ordinary. I'd never felt like this before. Ever. And just admitting it to myself instead of hiding from it made me feel strong. Happy. I took off my shoes and socks and… — Wendelin Van Draanen Copy Share
I’ve flown kites before and I know – sometimes they’re gone forever, and sometimes they’re just waiting in the middle of the road for… — Wendelin Van Draanen Copy Share Image
“Every once in a while you find someone who is iridescent, and when you do, nothing will ever compare.” — Wendelin Van Draanen Copy Share Image
“I also finally see that a crimson kiss isn't something you can chase, because it's more than just the passionate meeting of mouths. It's… — Wendelin Van Draanen Copy Share Image
I'll ride my bike all the stinkin' way to school for the rest of eternity if it means being with her. -Bryce — Wendelin Van Draanen Copy Share Image
“And then she started climbing/ The girl is in the seventh grade, and she's climbing a tree--way, way up in the tree. And why does she do it? So she can yell down at us that the bus is five! four! three blocks away! Blow-by-blow traffic watch from a tree--what every kid in junior high feels like hearing first thing… — Wendelin Van Draanen Copy Share
“At first we tried to keep up, but soon we were tired of boiling and pickling and deviling, and my mother started complaining that… — Wendelin Van Draanen Copy Share Image
I operate under the assumption that people don't notice the good in me. That's just how things always seem to play out. I get… — Wendelin Van Draanen Copy Share Image
A million dollars sounds like a lot, I know. Especially when youre young. But you cant let money erode your principles or youll wind… — Wendelin Van Draanen Copy Share Image
