The Secret Girl Quotes

“Afterward, on our way out of the classroom, I feel Spencer step up close behind me. He slides his fingers in my back pocket and leans in, his breath stirring my hair.
“For later,” he whispers, and when I reach back to see what he's done, I find several condoms in my pants.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“You can do it first, or you can do it best, and when someone else does it first and best, you'd best just stay in your own lane.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“I need a new reverse harem read,” I mumble, releasing Church's hand and then rubbing my palm on the front of my dress. Church notices and smirks.

“Find one, and I'll buy it for you. Might need to evaluate your options.” Church raises a honeyed brow”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Did you just lose your virginity to me?”
“What does it matter? Why are guys so obsessed with virgins anyway? Don't you want a more experienced partner? Jesus. It's not a commodity to be traded and won like a prize.”
“That's not why I'm asking. I'm not obsessed with virgins; I'm obsessed with you. And I know that the first time can be weird or uncomfortable or even painful. If you'd told me, I would've …”

“Would've what?” I whisper, my voice husky and low. I'm embarrassed, but I'm also enjoying this far more than I expected. My eyes lift to meet Spencer's, and this surge of happiness flows through me. He's alive. I feel like I've won the lottery or something. Just … don't tell him that.

“I would've been more gentle,” he says, smiling slightly.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“This is insane,” Spencer whispers, turning back to look at me again. “I still can't believe you're a girl.” He narrows his eyes on me. “Do you know how much gay porn I watched in preparation for our first time? I was researching how to suck a dick.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Spencer liked me for me. He didn't know all my secrets, and yet even when it came to questioning everything he thought he knew about himself, he was willing to take a chance.
How often in life does a girl run into a guy like that?
Ugh.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Oh, Chuck,” he says again, his voice this low purr. “I was seriously starting to question myself again, but … you're so goddamn beautiful. At this point, I don't care if I'm gay or bi or just a confused straight asshole, but … I want you.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Since this particular asshole almost died tonight …” I start, sniffling slightly and reaching up to fix my glasses. “Could she maybe have a hug?” Ranger's jaw clenches tight, and I start to backpedal. “Haha, never mind. Just kidding.” But then his big, strong arms are sweeping me up, and he's crushing me against his chest.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Mother Mary, help me. You are not bisexual. You're just a confused straight dude.”

Spencer looks down at me, and I glance back, meeting his eyes. He narrows them on me, and I grin sheepishly.

“He's probably right,” I tell him, reaching up to push my glasses up the bridge of my nose. “You should just leave me alone, and find a nice girl at the party.”

“I've had plenty of nice girls,” he says in a way that makes me bristle like a porcupine. “Not to mention naughty ones. I want to try …” He pauses and chokes on his words for a second. “Dating introverted nerd boys instead.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“What the hell happened to my easygoing high school life, spent in the sand, sun, and surf? Why didn't I just suck it up and go back to California when I had the chance?! The danger at Adamson Academy just got very, very real.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Church Montague is just a damaged boy, not a psychopath. I feel bad for even thinking that.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“How fun is that, having to deal with period stuff in an all-boys' bathroom at an all boys' school? I'll tell you how fun it is: it sucks.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Poor fucking Spencer.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Can you walk?” Micah asks, and I give him the darkest expression known to womanhood. My eyes are narrowed to slits, and storm clouds are probably raging above my head. “I'm on my period; I don't have a shattered pelvis. Such a man thing to say.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Nobody's excused from the physical fitness test,” the man—I don't even know his name because I don't take PE—says as he releases me into a sea of … dicks. So. Many. Dicks. Dicks in all shapes, sizes, and colors.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“He's got a similar hair color to Spencer, but it's not quite as well done, more like he was trying to copy Spencer but failed. It's a poor imitation. What's that called in the writing world? Mosaic plagiarism? Yep. That's what it looks like.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“They might dump spiders on me, and pour honey in my hair, but hey, I won't get murdered by a guy with a knife! What a life I'm leading,”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Ugh. These Student Council dicks are going to be the death of me.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Watching adults try to stem the flow of teenage hormones is hilarious. Folks, it's a losing battle. Be honest, educate, and provide a safe place to talk. That's all you can do. Stop shaming us: if you give us the tools and the unconditional love, we can figure out the rest.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“there's plenty of gossip and fun there for even a unicorn like me to enjoy.” “Unicorn?” I ask, and he smirks at me. “Rare and beautiful little gay boy,”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Not sure if that was … terrifying or sexy. It should most definitely not have been both. Something must be wrong with me. More wrong than simply putting ketchup on my eggs. Maybe not quite as wrong as unsolved murder …”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“You're a strange individual, Charlotte Carson,”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Are you happy now? You were right: I do have a micropenis. It's called a clitoris, and it has ten times as many nerve endings as your tiny dick. Now get out.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Like, he literally looks horrified at the sight of me, standing there in a baggy uniform with huge glasses, no makeup, and floppy, tangled hair. Heh. He should see me all dolled-up. This bitch cleans up good.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“You cook naked in your grandmother's aprons? Do you know how weird that sounds?”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“You’re a serious toilet-paper-wad, you know that?” He throws his head back and laughs at me, like that’s the dumbest thing he’s ever heard in his life. “Ow, burn, Chuck, burn.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“My plan for the last three months was to dig my heels in and stay here, return to my life in California. Now, all I want to do is sit in that abandoned girls' dormitory and read a book.”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Just because you're a very ugly boy doesn't mean you're not a gorgeous girl,”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Micah's kiss, and that brief brush of lips with Tobias, were both better than Cody. Infinitely. And Spencer. I just can't stop thinking about Spencer”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl

“Why are all these Student Council pieces of shit so hot and swoon-worthy?”
― C.M. Stunich, The Secret Girl