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

by C.M. Stunich

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.

“Son,” Dad begins, and I know then that he’s getting deadly serious. The word son usually only comes out of Headmaster Carson’s mouth when he’s in full disciplinary mode. Church is in trouble. “You put a ring on my daughter’s finger without asking my permission—we are not friends.”

Teenagers are straight-up hoes.

“Women are supposed to fix each other’s crowns, you bitch!” I hit her in the face,

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