These girls want nothing to do with last season's clothes.
I completely remember the horror I felt when my pits started getting hairy. I would walk with my arms pressed against my sides.
Never slam a car door. According to the Westchester elite, it's a heinous crime, as heartless as kicking a puppy.
A good boss asks what part she could have played in the problem. And then she asks herself what she can do better next time.
Bean, what's one step worse then a fashion don't?....a fashion don't even THINK about it.
If at first you don't succeed, You're not an Alpha
One of the best things you can relate to is a detailed story.
Wearing nothing but sweats and a sheer coat of lip gloss, she wiggle through her frosted window and jumped six feet to freedom, feeling more charged than a Visa card at Christmas time.
Watching a make-out while wrapped in a blanket with a guy she wanted to make out with made her feel exposed. Obvious. Transparent. Like her thoughts were flashing before his eyes. Finally Brett managed to pull away without consent of Bekka's lips. The confusion created a sloppy bite-a-juicy-peach sound. Everyone cringed.
One by one, drops fell from her eyes like they were on an assembly line - gather, fall, slide...gather, fall, slide...each one commemorating something she had lost. Hope. Faith. Confidence. Pride. Security. Trust. Independence. Joy. Beauty. Freedom. Innocence.
Why limit yourself to just one best friend?
We're doing the Twyla, not Twilight, so stop sucking!
What was it about high school that made people think with their insecurities instead of their brains?
I like writing about the issues we all bump up against as we get older, but I try to present them in a fun way.
She didn't mind a little rain. At least no one would see her cry.
Sorry, No conprendo I don't speak Loser.
I was a terrible athlete and a pretty bad student. I couldn't focus. My imagination was always racing.
Are you nervous about no longer being a big fish in a small pond?
Is my name dorothy? No Then why do u think munchkins could help me?
She raced for him, propelled by the strength of a thousand regrets.
It was an image Melody would never forget. Or was it the emotions the image conjured - hope, excitement, and fear of the unknown, all three tightly braided together, creating a fourth emotion that was impossible to define. She was getting a second chance at happiness and it tickled like swallowing fifty fuzzy caterpillars.
Do you work at the grocery store? Then why are you checking me out?
Massie's frindship is something that has to be earned. Not because she's beautiful or popular but because she's loyal.
A burrito is a delicious food item that breaks down all social barriers and leads to temporary spiritual enlightenment.
The confusing lesson whipped Frankie's anger into something she had never felt before. It was like an emotional meringue - the airy feeling of loneliness topped with the hard crisp of injustice. Yet its taste was far from sweet.
Loser loser, double loser, whatever, as if, get the picture. DUH!
Don't ever tell anyone where you bought something. If you get a complement say, "Thank you. I got it in Europe.
Those fruity drinks better have a lot of caffeine in them or I'll never make it through World Issues.
Something about Bekka and Haylee reminded her of Candace's line between ingenious and insane. Ingenuity inspired their dreams, and insanity gave them the courage to pursue them. It was something Melody wanted for herself.
And when things start to go wrong, a good boss doesn't just fire everybody and start over.
Do you play football for Pittsburgh? Then why are you such a Steeler?!
Is my name V? No... Then why would I follow U?
My goal is to teach readers how to treat and respect themselves and each other in an entertaining way. I do that in all of my books.
Do I look like a Jonas Brother? Then why is everyone waiting for me to lose it?
The Clique: The only thing harder then getting in is staying in.
One question:do you want to hang ten or BE a ten?"-Massie Block
Uh, I thought DVDs werne't allowed at my sleepovers. They're not. Then why am i watching the Lady and the Tramp?
It's never too late to fix things with people you love, Massie. Kendra said. That's true. William agreed.
This is a combo between Taco and Burrito, nacho!
After each dream, Frankie woke with a start, soaked in tears. But she found no relief in the peaceful silence of her room, because there everything was real. And the guilt was too immense to bear. Each time she opened her eyes, she'd quickly shut them. And wish that she had woken up for the very last time.
I don't like the vampire books. I don't like any of those.
Viktor was swinging a leather duffle and wearing a black Adidas tracksuit and his favorite brown UGG slippers with a hole in the toe. "Worn and old, just like Viv," he'd say when Frankie made fun of them, and then his wife would swat him on the arm. But Frankie knew he was just joking, because Viveka was the type of woman you wished was in a magazine just so you could stare at her violet-colored eyes and shiny black hair without being called a stalker or a freak.
You must be poor. why? cuz ur not making any cents!
This is our big chance to see what people think of us. The real us. We have to show em there's nothing to be afraid of. If we don't get over our fears, they never will.
Inspiration is all around us. Don't let the brain limit the mind .
Because whipping an atlas at Jackson's head while he was flirt-touching that Frankie girl in geography would have been very satisfying. And beating him with the Eiffel Tower snowglobe while he kissed Cleo in French would have been tres cathartic. But she hadn't. Instead she'd been egg-like: a hard shell on the outside, and a runny mess on the inside.
When the horse was little, Massie had covered the walls with posters of young fillies that she thought Brownie would find sexy.
Is this place called Virgins? Well, I shouldn't be here! -Nina
This isn't going to be pretty. Rules will be broken. Friendships will be tested. And huge risks will be taken. But they're small prices to pay for true love and freedom, right?
Truth is beauty
Kuh-laire, Is cam a fattening Girl Scout Cookie layered with peanut butter and a chocolate coating? No. Then dont make him a tagalong!
Am I a vampire?" Massie asked. "Huh?" Alicia asked. "Then why are you keeping me in the dark?
Are you a peice of Saran Wrap? No Well then why are you acting so clingy?
Claire, did I invite you to my BBQ?" "No." "Then why are you up in my grill?
