Truth is beauty

Sorry, No conprendo I don't speak Loser.

Why limit yourself to just one best friend?

Is my name V? No... Then why would I follow U?

This is a combo between Taco and Burrito, nacho!

If at first you don't succeed, You're not an Alpha

You must be poor. why? cuz ur not making any cents!

We're doing the Twyla, not Twilight, so stop sucking!

These girls want nothing to do with last season's clothes.

I don't like the vampire books. I don't like any of those.

One of the best things you can relate to is a detailed story.

Is this place called Virgins? Well, I shouldn't be here! -Nina

One question:do you want to hang ten or BE a ten?"-Massie Block

The Clique: The only thing harder then getting in is staying in.

She didn't mind a little rain. At least no one would see her cry.

Are you nervous about no longer being a big fish in a small pond?

Loser loser, double loser, whatever, as if, get the picture. DUH!

Inspiration is all around us. Don't let the brain limit the mind .

She raced for him, propelled by the strength of a thousand regrets.

Is my name dorothy? No Then why do u think munchkins could help me?

Do you work at the grocery store? Then why are you checking me out?

Do you play football for Pittsburgh? Then why are you such a Steeler?!

Are you a peice of Saran Wrap? No Well then why are you acting so clingy?

Claire, did I invite you to my BBQ?" "No." "Then why are you up in my grill?

Do I look like a Jonas Brother? Then why is everyone waiting for me to lose it?

Bean, what's one step worse then a fashion don't?....a fashion don't even THINK about it.

And when things start to go wrong, a good boss doesn't just fire everybody and start over.

Am I a vampire?" Massie asked. "Huh?" Alicia asked. "Then why are you keeping me in the dark?

What was it about high school that made people think with their insecurities instead of their brains?

Those fruity drinks better have a lot of caffeine in them or I'll never make it through World Issues.

I was a terrible athlete and a pretty bad student. I couldn't focus. My imagination was always racing.

It's never too late to fix things with people you love, Massie. Kendra said. That's true. William agreed.

Don't ever tell anyone where you bought something. If you get a complement say, "Thank you. I got it in Europe.

I like writing about the issues we all bump up against as we get older, but I try to present them in a fun way.

Uh, I thought DVDs werne't allowed at my sleepovers. They're not. Then why am i watching the Lady and the Tramp?

Never slam a car door. According to the Westchester elite, it's a heinous crime, as heartless as kicking a puppy.

Massie's frindship is something that has to be earned. Not because she's beautiful or popular but because she's loyal.

A burrito is a delicious food item that breaks down all social barriers and leads to temporary spiritual enlightenment.

A good boss asks what part she could have played in the problem. And then she asks herself what she can do better next time.

I completely remember the horror I felt when my pits started getting hairy. I would walk with my arms pressed against my sides.

When the horse was little, Massie had covered the walls with posters of young fillies that she thought Brownie would find sexy.

My goal is to teach readers how to treat and respect themselves and each other in an entertaining way. I do that in all of my books.

Kuh-laire, Is cam a fattening Girl Scout Cookie layered with peanut butter and a chocolate coating? No. Then dont make him a tagalong!

This is our big chance to see what people think of us. The real us. We have to show em there's nothing to be afraid of. If we don't get over our fears, they never will.

This isn't going to be pretty. Rules will be broken. Friendships will be tested. And huge risks will be taken. But they're small prices to pay for true love and freedom, right?

Wearing nothing but sweats and a sheer coat of lip gloss, she wiggle through her frosted window and jumped six feet to freedom, feeling more charged than a Visa card at Christmas time.

Something about Bekka and Haylee reminded her of Candace's line between ingenious and insane. Ingenuity inspired their dreams, and insanity gave them the courage to pursue them. It was something Melody wanted for herself.

The confusing lesson whipped Frankie's anger into something she had never felt before. It was like an emotional meringue - the airy feeling of loneliness topped with the hard crisp of injustice. Yet its taste was far from sweet.

One by one, drops fell from her eyes like they were on an assembly line - gather, fall, slide...gather, fall, slide...each one commemorating something she had lost. Hope. Faith. Confidence. Pride. Security. Trust. Independence. Joy. Beauty. Freedom. Innocence.

After each dream, Frankie woke with a start, soaked in tears. But she found no relief in the peaceful silence of her room, because there everything was real. And the guilt was too immense to bear. Each time she opened her eyes, she'd quickly shut them. And wish that she had woken up for the very last time.

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