{Double A} N Y A

“She's not my type,' Carter says.
'So what is your type?'
'Tall, skinny, black hair, blue eyes, freckly nose. Blue tinsel wig and snowflakes optional.'
'Skinny?' I squeal.
'Definitely. Pretending to be shy, sensible and stand-offish when really you're mad about me.'
'You sure about that?'
'No, but I'm hoping.”
― Cathy Cassidy, Sundae Girl

“Look," I whisper to Cat, "Shooting star! That's good luck."
She rolls her eyes. "It's a plane, you idiot," she says, and when I look again I can see that she's right. Typical.”
― Cathy Cassidy, Lucky Star