“The ground went out from under her. She sucked in a breath, flailing for balance. Arms came around her waist from behind, jerking her back, keeping her feet in the air. She fought, feeling his chest at her back, but… — Brigid Kemmerer Copy Share Image
“What is with you?” said Chris. “Don’t worry,” said Quinn. “I already know he’s an ass.” “Love you, too,” said Gabriel.” — Brigid Kemmerer Copy Share Image
“He offered to make-out with Hunter if it would prove that he's ok with me being gay." "Hmm," said Adam. "Yeah I think I… — Brigid Kemmerer Copy Share Image
“Given that sin x = 1⁄4 and x is in Quadrant II, find the exact values of sin2 x and cos2 x WTF. He… — Brigid Kemmerer Copy Share Image
“I like you.” “I like you, too.” “I’ve liked you since the morning you ran into me.” I giggle and try to shove him away, but he uses the motion to pull us closer. “You have not,” I say. “I have,” he whispers, and now his lips brush against my cheek. “I remember thinking, ‘Nice job, dickhead. Add another girl… — Brigid Kemmerer Copy Share
“He half rose from his seat and reached across another student’s desk to drop the mangled paper clip in front of Tommy. “Look, dude,”… — Brigid Kemmerer Copy Share Image
“Touch was funny like that. How one movement could choke you and kill you, but another meant nothing more than a caress and an… — Brigid Kemmerer Copy Share Image
“His expression changed, and he took a step back. He looked away. "When you said it was broken , you were just being-" "No!… — Brigid Kemmerer Copy Share Image
“Kristin comes down the stairs, and the pressure on my chest snaps. I take a moment to turn away, inhaling deeply, blinking away tears. She sets the plate on a table behind the couch, and half tiptoes back up the stairs. Thank god. I don’t think I could have handled maternal attention right this second. My body feels like it’s… — Brigid Kemmerer Copy Share
“Hunter stared back at him until Michael raised his eyebrows in a Dude, wtf? expression. Hunter shook himself. "Yeah. Sure.” — Brigid Kemmerer Copy Share Image
“She almost wished she smoked, so she could lie on the car’s hood, flick a lighter, and make up names for the constellations while… — Brigid Kemmerer Copy Share Image
“You're probably thinking I owe you my life."[Chris] "No." she [Becca] snapped. "Just sixty bucks." "You charge for the hero act?" [Chris]” — Brigid Kemmerer Copy Share Image
“Scared of storms?” She jumped. The voice had come from behind her, and she forced her hands to her sides, ready to feign nonchalance. “No,” she lied, starting to turn. “I’m just—” Face-to-face with hotness. Her tongue stumbled for a minute. She’d seen the Merrick twins around school, of course. But catching a glimpse down the hall wasn’t the same… — Brigid Kemmerer Copy Share