Pretty Reckless (All Saints High, #1)
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We pull away together. Everything about us is a power game, and no one wants to be the side that got rejected.
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Via left me, just like the rest.
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“I still don’t like you.” Her whisper caresses my face. “Me neither,” I say. About her. About me.
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You two good?” He looks back and forth between us. Daria says no. I say yes. We say it at the same time. We look each other, and she rolls her eyes. I smile because it’s hard not to.
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On the drive home, Daria eats the entire apple I threw at her and tosses the core on my lap. “Checkmate.”
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It was love at first sight Hate at second Lust at third But four is my lucky number So mine your ass shall be
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If I head-butt him, I risk suspension. With my rich track record consisting of fighting people for food, cigarettes (done with that shit, BTW),
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I live with her. I want to laugh in his face. But since volunteering this information is a no-go, I smirk. If he’s expecting a thank you, or worse—any type of cooperation—he obviously hasn’t been paying attention.
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Mrs. Followhill is a drill sergeant about being prompt. But since I moved in, Bailey said dinner on the nights Melody doesn’t teach has changed from six thirty sharp to seven fifteen when I get out of my shower. She’s all right, I guess, for doing that. It’s becoming increasingly difficult to resent her when she is trying so damn hard. Harder than my own mother ever did, actually.
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“Go play with your Barbies, Skull Eyes.”
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“You haven’t called me Skull Eyes in forever.” “It’s not a fucking pet name. Don’t send our wedding invitations just yet.” “Mhm-hmm.” She nods, biting down on a pink fingernail.
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“How’s your little boyfriend, Gus, doing? Still sucking ass for a living?” “Penn Scully presents: When life gives you lemons, become a bitter jerk.”
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She’s a Pop-Tarts covered in cyanide.
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“You’ve seen me naked twice. I’ve seen you naked never. I think it’s time we change that,”
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The only thing I’m trying to figure out is if this is some kind of a prank because my dick might never recover from the disappointment if it is.
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“I ain’t old and saggy. Would that be a problem?” “Absolutely. Get the hell out of my bathroom.” She laughs, but it’s nervous.
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I have a prominent six-pack, cut, golden, and impressive, with that V that makes girls stupid and a trail of light brown hair arrowing from my navel and into my pants.
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I watch her watch me. I’m so hard my brain can barely function. All my blood is in my dick, and it’s so engorged it might explode if she just looks in its direction. So this is what it feels like to die of horniness. My obitu...
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“Don’t think you can afford me, Scully. I don’t accept coins or coupons.”
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This chick has probably seen more cocks than a chicken farmer.
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It’s not that I don’t like Mel, Jaime, and Bailey. I’ve just been let down by so many people in my life, so getting attached and giving a shit are not really a top priority to me.
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The tormentor tormented by its prey.
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as much as I feel shitty about doing this to Adriana, I can’t not do it, either.
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“Thank you for another first, Scully. I’ve never been naked with a man in a shower.”
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You wear your lies Like a tie Too beautiful to remove Too elegant to resist Too tight to breathe
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I feel invisible. I always feel invisible. As though I blend in with the walls, and furniture, and the clear glass bowl on the counter where my parents keep apples shined by our housekeeper.
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I’m guarding my heart. It’s not that I’m scared of having my heart broken. It’s that I don’t think any boy can truly like me. If my own parents barely tolerate me, then how can I expect a dude to fall in love with me for who I am?
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Feigning happiness is even more depressing than just being your gloomy self. Tears burn my eyeballs the whole time I’m dancing. By the time the sun sets, I feel so empty from all the partying I’m surprised the wind doesn’t blow me over to the other side of the state.
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“Are you sure that’s exactly what your ass needs right now? Fried food?” I’m officially turning into Esme. I’m fat-shaming people to get off the hook.
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I’m so jealous I can’t breathe.
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Addy? He knows this bitch?
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I wonder if you can rot from within while still being alive.
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A girlfriend. Penn Scully has a girlfriend. And a baby. He is such a filthy cheater.
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She actually blushes. Maybe she cheats on Scully, too. Too bad Jerry Springer retired. They’d make perfect guests.
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If he saw someone hitting on Luna, he would rip them to shreds and dump whatever’s left of them on the side of the road. I’ve seen him screw people up for less than looking at her.
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“You put your hands on me when you had a girlfriend. I’m not that kind of girl.” “You’re definitely that kind of girl.”
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“You’re the type of girl who would fuck a married man without batting an eyelash just to prove she can. You let me put my hands and tongue on you, already knowing that I have a girlfriend, so don’t play the fucking saint.”
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He is slowly morphing into my mother, losing faith in me, too.
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“I will never touch someone who isn’t mine to touch. But you did. Don’t turn this around on me, Scully. You screwed around behind your baby momma’s back with the ice princess because you wanted to prove you could. But you know what? You are right about one thing. I’m selling myself short. Kissing you. Stripping for you. Humoring you. I’m done ghosting my wake-up calls.”
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“I hate you,” I cry. “Marx, I do. I hate you so much.”
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“Yet you’re still fucking kissing me. With the girlfriend. And the baby. And the sister who will always be better than you. You’re kissing your foster brother who hates you, Followhill. A whole fucking lot.” “Fuck you.”
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“Eat me,” I moan. “You don’t deserve to enjoy this. I’m the one who should be taking everything in this situation.”
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“Blythe might be pregnant, so good luck paying child support for two children at eighteen, asshole.”
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I don’t know why this eighteen-year-old feels like more of a man than my almost forty-year-old principal.
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I want Penn to go down on me for the rest of our lives.
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“Oh, sweetheart, we’ll be over when I say we’re over.”
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She’s a work of art And as such There’s nothing more devastating Than watching her break
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I’m jealous of Bails. I’m jealous of Penn. But most of all, I’m jealous of the fact they are capable of forming a real relationship.
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I’m her glowing, shiny failure. Blackhearted and empty.
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Melody found her joy in other girls. Girls more athletic, and disciplined, and regal. Girls like Via. I got jealous, and I started acting up. Instead of pulling me in and telling me that I was irreplaceable, Mel let me go.