The Forever Crew (Adamson All-Boys Academy, #3)

by C.M. Stunich

I feel like I'm surrounded by sharks in this room. Just … are they going to eat me or eat the fuckers who are trying to kill me? “Listen up, Jaws,” I start, only vaguely realizing that perhaps my Jaws movie reference only makes sense to me.

Our past isn't an anchor that keeps us tied to a shipwreck beneath the sea; it's the sail that we can collect wind in so that we can soar.

Always remember: hug like you mean it, love with your whole heart, and naked-bake something every once in a while. Over and out.