“That's right.Forteen-year old boys have better taste than you.They think I'm hot ." I licked my fingertip and stuck it on my butt. "Tsssss." And with that,I propelled myself across the slope and skidded to a stop at one end… — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“I shrugged off his arm. “That’s right. Fourteen-year-old boys have better taste than you. They think I’m hot.” I licked my fingertip and stuck it on my butt. “Tsssss.” And with that, I propelled myself across the slope and skidded… — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“Well, let's say you heard a fight in the boys' bathroom, and you broke it up. What would you do naturally if you could… — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“But, Erin. If you are trying to make a writing career for yourself, you will get rejected again and again and again. You must… — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“Mr. Rush slapped Drew on the back of the head. "You pay attention, Morrow. There'll be hell to pay if you hurt my drum… — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“He ran his hands through his hair and held on to the back of his neck both biceps bulging. Dang him for looking so… — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“Did you alltake your pants off? The swim team really knows how to throw a party.” — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“I know what you're thinking.Girlfriend has fallen out of the stoopid tree and bonked her head against every branch on the way down.” — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“My intention all along had been to get my wakeboarding legs back this first day. Maybe I'd do tricks when we went out the… — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“He fumbled with something in his breeches. She had thought the past few minutes the most intense of her life, but they were nothing… — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
But you can’t live your life worried about dying all the time. If you do, you’re dead already. — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“I could have explained that I wanted to walk without Doofus to get some air. But it would be pretty unusual-one might even go… — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“Nick's number waited impatiently on the screen, tapping its foot. I could press the red button to cancel the call. Without pressing anything, I… — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
