And so really, you have given me no choice but to take you shopping by force.” She sighed, then reached up, dropping… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
She knew I could tell with one glance, one look, one simple instant. It was her eyes. Despite the thick makeup, they… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I'd heard of Evergreen Care Center before. Cass and I had always made fun of the stupid ads they ran on TV,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
What was the name of Pygmalion's sister?" She blinked, twice, obviously surprised. "Ummm," she said, keeping her eyes on me. "I don't… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Okay. Enough." I got out of the closet, brushing myself off, then turned around to face her. "This is happening. So you… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
This thought was interrupted, suddenly, by a crash from the front entrance. We all looked over just in time to see Adam… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“At times, I found myself questioning his very existence, even though I knew I had, in fact, spotted him, with my own eyes.” — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
You don't have to say it out loud. I already know why you like me.' 'You do, huh?' 'Yep.' He wrapped his arms around… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
No relationship is perfect, ever. There are always some ways you have to bend, to compromise, to give something up in order to gain… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
When you had to do something, you had to do it. And eventually, if you were lucky, you did it well. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I jammed my hand in my jacket pocket, bracing myself fo the next hit, and fel something. Something grainy and samll, sticking to the… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I had no illusions about love anymore. It came, it went, it left casualties or it didn't. People weren't meant to be together forever,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“But maybe that isn't so bad. You can't love anyone that way more than once in a lifetime. It's too hard and it hurts… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
This was just one night, one chance to vary and see where it took me. The fireflies were probably already out: maybe it wasn’t… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
