Kayyyy (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

“Loving him was honest, sky blushed pink, hair stiff with salt as we raced down the beach. At fourteen, he said, “Hurting you won’t ever be my way of fixing me.” He meant it.”
― Caroline George, The Summer We Forgot

“High school is four years. Think about that. If you lived to a hundred, high school would only take up 4 percent of your life. No time at all. So, why does high school define a lot? Why do its memories weigh heavy?”
― Caroline George, The Summer We Forgot

“I could tell him I love him, but love seems too cliché, too overdone. I feel love, but I also feel jokes and front porch fights, pinky promises and friendship bracelets. I feel rolling my eyes when he made fun of my favorite songs, yelling at him when he paired up with Ashley Olson on our seventh-grade field day. I feel love, but I also feel our history, years and years of choosing him, the good and bad, highs and lows. Choosing to love. Not despite the flaws. Because of them. Because the mistakes prove we were together long enough to make them.
Because we knew each other at our worst and even then, no one else compared.”
― Caroline George, The Summer We Forgot

“We can’t let anyone know. I don’t think anyone realizes that Nico is a—” “A son of Hades,”
― Rick Riordan, The Titan's Curse