Dead Ends Quotes

“I’d always said that I didn’t hit girls or challenged kids, and what it came to a fight between the two, I didn’t know which side I’d pick – I’d probably just stay out of it. But when it came to anybody versus Billy, there was no question whose side I was on.”
― Erin Jade Lange, Dead Ends

“But I guess it didn't matter how long you walk alone; once you get used to someone travelling next to you, you sort of come to count on it. And once it's gone, no matter how hard you try, you can't remember what it felt like to have no one there.”
― Erin Jade Lange, Dead Ends

“I don't have a car," I said bitterly.
"Sorry." The officer stood. "Then you'll have to go on home. We don't give free rides to the station."
"Oh yeah?" I said. Then, fast as lightning, I swung my arm all the way around Billy D. and landed a fist smack into Big Mouth's face. His head made a satisfying thunk as it hit the metal car door behind him.
I looked up at the cop. "How 'bout now?”
― Erin Jade Lange, Dead Ends

“It's just hard for me to know when you're joking or being mean."
It was hard for me to tell sometimes, too.”
― Erin Jade Lange, Dead Ends

“Billy asked me a thousand questions. How do you know if a girl likes you? Where do you go on dates? When do you hold her hand? I told him: if she laughs a lot, bowling, and hand-holding is for pussies.”
― Erin Jade Lange, Dead Ends

“I didn't mean..."
But I couldn't backpedal as fast as Billy could run full steam ahead.”
― Erin Jade Lange, Dead Ends

“Don't worry. You'll get better at teaching me."
I gaped at him, speechless. Yes, obviously I was the one sucking it up here and not the kid who couldn't hit a target if his life depended on it.”
― Erin Jade Lange, Dead Ends

“I was leaning against Nina Sinclair's car after school, blocking her door just enough to keep her from getting in but not enough to be obvious, and pretending to chat her up about algebra, while I was really calculating which was hotter -- her long hair or her long legs.”
― Erin Jade Lange, Dead Ends

“I had a sudden urge to hug her or make her laugh, but I knew she wasn't ready to make nice, so I packed up my bag and silently left for school.”
― Erin Jade Lange, Dead Ends