“I know you white girls are all touchy feely, but, could you not? I feel like I’m a felon on death row every time you touch me. It’s like, damn, can I get a last meal at least before getting… — Rebecca Espinoza Copy Share Image
“There’s a neon green post-it note stuck to the window ledge. It says DON’T EVEN TRY —R, in bold capital letters. Yeah, like I… — Rebecca Espinoza Copy Share Image
“And just so you know, I would never drive you to your imminent doom. Hopefully, I’ll be the guy driving you away from it.… — Rebecca Espinoza Copy Share Image
“Everyone has their weaknesses. What defines us is being able to acknowledge them and still find our strengths too.” — Rebecca Espinoza Copy Share Image
“Finally having one other person in this world who cares feels like being tossed a scrap of food when you haven’t eaten in weeks… — Rebecca Espinoza Copy Share Image
“Wait a minute, who was in your room then?”… “That would be me,” Spencer replies smugly from the entryway. How does he always pop… — Rebecca Espinoza Copy Share Image
“Um … that’s the second time you’ve snorted in the last ten minutes. I think that’s got to be some kind of dork record.… — Rebecca Espinoza Copy Share Image
“I know you white girls are all touchy feely, but, could you not? I feel like I’m a felon on death row every time… — Rebecca Espinoza Copy Share Image
“What is that by your eye?” Cass asks, weaving her head around, trying to get a better look at this Jinx guy’s face. “Bwahahaha!… — Rebecca Espinoza Copy Share Image
“Umm…Jinx is it? I have no idea why you thought you needed protection from me before, but if you call me bitch ever again,… — Rebecca Espinoza Copy Share Image
“Cass rolls her eyes again. It seems to be her trademark move, and I have to fight the urge to flick her forehead.” — Rebecca Espinoza Copy Share Image
