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371 pages, Hardcover
First published December 31, 2016
"Maddie (her friend) had her hair down, pencil in hand. It looked like she was taking notes too, but I could tell she was sketching. I hoped I wasn't her subject this time, because the look on my face was anything but pretty"
"His dark brown eyes held mine for a second. Open. Honest. Longing. As if the hot-dog-tossing tool was just some mask he'd put on for the party."
Any time I checked off the reasons to avoid him, I'd picture him in front of school, leaning against his faded car. Hands in pockets, swoon-worthy grin, deep brown eyes full of the promise of amazing
Quiet could be a lot of things - fierce, thoughtful, compassionate - but never deficient. That teacher evaluation was just a piece of paper. I had to stop letting it define me.
The NHS evaluation made [being quiet] sound like a character flaw. Something I could improve. That's just not how it worked.
Any time I checked off the reasons to avoid him, I’d picture him in front of school, leaning against his faded car. Hands in pockets, swoon-worthy grin, deep brown eyes full of the promise of amazing.
"Grayson is basically a good guy. Look at his car. [...] That's not the car of someone who's trying to put one over on you."
"I guess," I said, smiling a little, thinking of that Home Sweet Home air freshener. Definitely not the accessory of a player.