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“I understand.” But would his wife? Would Nora?
OMG ITS HIM
AGH I DONT WANNA SPOIL ITTTT
He stood two inches over six feet tall
So hes 6'2…
One hamburger stand on the entire beach. It felt un-American.
REAL
Given her GPA, Marcie was the last person who should be spouting economics.
DANG
Marcie’s expression cooled. “I’m surprised your dad doesn’t mind you’re here. Oh, wait. That’s right. He’s dead.”
HOLY-
“What did I ever do to you?” “You were born.”
DANG MARCIE REALLY AINT HOLDIN BACK
Up until two months ago, Patch had also been a fallen angel. Then he saved my life, earned his wings back, and became my guardian angel.
SLAYYYYYY
“Hey now, kids, let’s keep this discussion PG-rated,” Rixon said.
AHAHAHAH
“You like the rejects.
No wonder they're together
“Am I being quiet? Just lost in thought.” A barely-there smile curved Patch’s mouth. “Liar. What’s wrong?” “You’re good,” I said. His smile widened a fraction. “Really good.”
AAAA HES SO FINEEEEE
“She was thoughtful enough to remind me my dad is dead.” “Want me to talk to her?” “That sounds a bit The Godfather.” “What started the war between the two of you?”
DANG
But it was only with serious effort that I could pick up memories from the previous sixteen years. Maybe because those memories paled in comparison to Patch. Or maybe because there was nothing good there at all.
I twisted a small copper ring off the middle finger of my left hand and held it out to him. A heart was hand-carved into the smooth underside of the ring.
Omg
“You’re four minutes late.” “I was four minutes early yesterday.”
HAHAHAH
Angels can’t feel physical sensation—I
Omg i just realized....
THE AGE GAP
I hadn’t woken up this morning looking for another reason to hate Marcie Millar, but there you go.
“Scott used to force me to eat roly-polies,” I said, my memory starting to come around. “And you never forced him to play Barbies?” “Totally different!”
EATING ROLY POLLIES?!?!?!?
“Unless you know some other guy who drives a Jeep Commander, dresses in all black, and is superhot.” I frowned. “Did he say anything?”
NOT HER IGNORING THAT SHE JUST CALLED HIM HOT
“You don’t happen to have a thousand dollars I can borrow?” “I don’t have five you can borrow. My piggy bank is officially anorexic.”
VEE IS SUCH AN ICON
“Rewind to Scott Parnell. He used to live here when we were five.” Vee looked like she was searching her long-term memory. “He wet his pants a lot,” I offered helpfully. Vee’s eyes lit up. “Scotty the Potty?”
SHE VIOLATED HIM-
THE DISRESPECT-
Maybe Scotty the Potty turned into Scotty the Hottie.
IM SORRY BUT THIS IS SO HILARIOUS
“His name is Rixon, and he’s Irish. His brogue or whatever it’s called kills me. Sexy to the max. He’s a little on the skinny side considering I’m big-boned, but I’m planning on losing twenty pounds this summer, so everything should even out by August.”
AGHHH
WE STAN RIXON
“Are you accusing me of something?” “Should I be?”
DANG SHES REALLY ANGRY
“Gee, is the Nephil okay?”
DANG
“Nora, this is Lynn Parnell,” my mom said. “Lynn, this is Nora.” “My, my,” Mrs. Parnell said, clasping her hands together. “She looks just like you, doesn’t she, Blythe? And look at those legs! Longer than the Vegas strip.”
AHAHAHAHA
Nora told me you used to try to get her to eat roly-polies.” Before Scott could defend himself, I said, “He used to fry them alive under a magnifying glass, and he didn’t try to get me to eat them. He sat on top of me and pinched my nose until I ran out of air and had to open my mouth. Then he flicked them inside.”
HOLY-
OMG I BET HES AN ARCHANGEL OR SUM
“Lasagna, garlic bread, and a Jell-O salad,” said Mom with a smile. “Nora made the salad.” This was news to me. “I did?” “You bought the Jell-O boxes,” she reminded me. “That doesn’t really count.” “Nora made the salad,” Mom assured Scott.
Girl what?!?!?!?!
“I’ve got other stuff I want to do.” Her eyebrows shot up. “Oh? Like repeat last year?” As soon as she said it, I saw a spark of fear in her eyes.
WHAT HAPPENED LAST YEAR?!?!?
“Lynn and I are good friends. She’s under a lot of stress. She may need someone to confide in.” She took a step toward my dresser, pumped a dot of my hand lotion into her palm, and rubbed her hands together. “If she mentions Scott, well, I’m not going to not listen.”
DANG SHES A BADDIE
“I’m only taking one class.” “Yes, but it’s chemistry.”
DANG
He wasn’t Barnabas Underwood. He was Hank Millar. Marcie’s dad.
OMG
“Let’s just get this day over with, okay?” “Whoa. Who peed in your Cheerios?” “Scott Parnell.” Patch.
...
“If I were you, I’d bail,” Vee said, her four-inch heels stabbing down the steps behind me. “That’s what I do whenever I find myself in a jam. Call Scott and tell him your cat’s coughing up mice intestines, and you have to take it to the vet after school.” “He was over here last night. He knows I don’t have a cat.” “Then unless he’s got overcooked spaghetti for brains, he’ll figure out you’re not interested.”
DANG VEE
Rixon said he likes it when girls accessorize with scarves, and my wardrobe is clean out of scarves.”
Preppy
If he thought I was going to sit home and cry over him, he was wrong. We’d broken up; I was free to go out with other guys.
Omg i hate her sm rn
Was he suggesting that someone might try to knife me? I nearly laughed. Did he honestly think that would scare me?
Im not even gonna say anything... Im not
..
My lungs seemed to lock, no air going in or out. “What about me? You’re my guardian angel.” Patch sliced his eyes into mine. “Not anymore, Angel.”
OMG MAYBE ITS SCOTT NOWWWW
“Just hurry up or your doughnut is going to make the endangered species list.”
The only thing I had left was hope.
Vee smacked Marcie upside the head with her handbag.
YESSSS
Why did everyone think I needed a new boyfriend? I didn’t need a new boyfriend. I’d had enough of boyfriends to last a lifetime. The only thing a boyfriend was good for was a shattered heart.
“Does it matter that I was drugged?” He laughed darkly. “Drugged.” “My ex-boyfriend gave me a card laced with perfume earlier tonight. I opened the card, and the next thing I knew, I passed out.”
OMG
WHY CANT SHE JUST SHUT UP
It was admitting I needed him.
YOU DO
