“Jason pulled me into the driveway, turned off the car, and kissed me. Then it got kinda weird. It was like: Where should our last kiss be? In the car? At the door? Inside the foyer? Outside my bedroom? I… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“Maybe we need house rules.” He pulled back. “Like what?” “No kissing inside the house.” “Ever?” “Well, at least not when Mom and Dad are home. Dad jokes about putting potential boyfriends through an interview process, but he may be… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“A dog wash?” Bird repeated the next morning. I’d called her to let her know I needed to talk. She was making her Scoopin’… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“You never talk to the pitcher when…” He shook his head. “You just never talk to the pitcher when--” “I just wanted to congratulate… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“Hey, ya'll,can we go?" Leah asked. "The cute guys are gonna be taken by the time we get there." "No,they won't be," Sam said,"Because… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“I haven’t had cotton candy in forever,” he said. “I’d forgotten how…sugary it is.” “It’s pure sugar.” “I wonder who invented it.” “I think… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“Deception may give us what we want for the present, but it will always take it away in the end.” — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“You’ve got Mac. When we went to get drinks at the concert, all he talked about was how cool you were. And Jason? The… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“Dani, I saw your roster that night at Ben and Jerry’s, when it fell out of your bag. I unfolded it, shouldn’t have, but… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“ Crack! I covered my head, ducked down. Bird didn’t laugh. She likened me to a survivor of some traumatic event who is always… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“I'm trying to figure out how much I need to deposit into the Kate-have-a-good-time fund," he said. "It's pretty empty.You might have to make… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“I wasn’t usually one to toot my own horn, which could also explain the no-boyfriend-status of my life. If bright plumage was the key,… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“I need to figure out what it was I did that made me hit the home run.” “You connected the bat to the ball.”… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“I found him in the kitchen, at the table in the bay window, already eating his cereal. “I was going to fix you breakfast,”… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
