“I was just about to ask you the same thing. I know you followed me. Don’t look so suprised. It’s called a rearview mirror. Are you stalking me for a specific reason?”

You should shower,” i said. “right now.” “i smell that bad?” (patch) actually, he smelled that good.

There’s nothing special about losing your virginity over a toilet.

Chase him down and stall for time. I need two more minutes. Chase him down? How? The neon has a flat. With your own two feet! You mean exercise?

Call me patch. I mean it. Call me.

I already know my size. I don’t need reminding.

I couldn’t stand here, hanging on, when the very thing i held disappeared more with each passing day.

The higher up, the harder the fall.

I called vee. “how are you doing?” i asked. “good. How are you?” “good.” silence. “okay,” vee said in a rush, “i am still totally freaked out. You?” “totally.

I take that back. If hank wants to shoot scott, he has my blessing.

We all know you’re beautiful, scott.

He tried to pull me against him, and i bit him on the lip. He licked his lip with the tip of his tongue. ‘did you just bite me?

But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.

Are you keeping anything else from me? Im keeping a lot of things from you. Like? Like the way i feel about being locked up in here with you. You have no idea what you do to me.

Patch was in my life for a reason. I needed him. We were two halves of the same whole.

His were the kind of eyes that held secrets. The kind that lied without flinching. The kind that once you looked into them, it was hard to break away.

Rollover minutes dont work with curfews.