Quotes by Simone Elkeles

Girls like you want to cut guys nuts off and hang em from your rearview mirror.

Nice girl. Wears too much makeup.Most chicks hate her.Most chicks wish they looked like her. And they wish they had her money and boyfriend.I stop and regard her in disgust. Burro Face?Oh, please, Alex. Colin Adams is cute, hes the captain of the football team and Fairfields hero. Youre like Danny Zuko in Grease. You smoke, youre in a gang, and youve dated the hottest bad girls around. Brittany is like Sandy ... a Sandy wholl never show up to school in a black leather jacket with a ciggie hangin from her mouth. Give up the fantasy.

He’s my brother, my blood. He annoys the hell out of me most of the time, but when it comes right down to it I want to see him graduate from college and have little annoying mini-Alexes and mini-Brittanys running around in the future

But wishes are only granted in fairy tales.

Paco Fuentes, Mrs. Peterson says, pointing to the table behind Mary.The handsome young man with pale blue eyes like his mothers and smoky black hair like his fathers takes his assigned seat.Mrs. Peterson regards her new student over the glasses perched on her nose. Mr. Fuentes, dont think this class will be a piece of cake because your parents got lucky and developed a medication to halt the progression of Alzheimers. Your father never did finish my class and he flunked one of my tests, although I have a feeling your mother was the one who should have failed. But that just means Ill expect extra from you.

Maggie squeezes my hand. It’s a silent message that everything will be okay. Somehow I believe her. In the end everything will be okay. But hurdles have to be jumped through first.

Tell me what we had was real, I whisper.

I thought we were gonna take this relationship slow.A back rub is harmless.My eyes roam over her kick-ass bikini-covered bod. Ill have you know Ive been intimate with girls wearin a lot more.

Alex and Carlos—the tag team from hell. They’re the last people I need shit from right now. If they decide to trail me, too, I’ll have an entire entourage.“I’m fine.”“Then sit up and talk to us.”“Okay, in that case I’m not fine. Go away.” I moan. “Unless you want me to puke all over you.

Daddy, Whats the horizontal tango?

...personal torture instructor...I mean physical therapist.

Nobody really knows herExcept the chosen fewHer secrets are kept hiddenBehind that sun-kissed hue.If I reach out to touch herShe’ll just run awayMy Forever and AlwaysWill have to wait another day.

You know those giant stuffed-animal prizes at the carnival? The kind practically nobody wins, except the lucky few? Ive never won one.Yeah. Ive never won one, either.Alex was my giant prize. I hated you for taking him away, she admits.I shrug. Yeah, well, stop hating me. I dont have him, either.I dont hate you anymore, she says. Ive moved on.I swallow and then say, Me, too.Carmen chuckles. Then, just as she walks out of the room, I hear her mumble, Alex sure as hell hasnt.

Our lie is like a cancer thats spread to every single area of our lives.

Tofu tacos are not Mexican. I think putting tofu on anything and calling it Mexican is an insult to my people.

Doing something positive will help turn your mood around. When you smile, your body relaxes. When you experience human touch and interaction, it eases tension in your body.

Are you following me? she asks, but doesnt meet my gaze.Yeah, I say.Why?I give her the only honest and true answer I have. Youre where I want to be.

Say it again,” he says.“That whole drawn-out speech?” I remember something about a solar system, but I’m too light-headed to recite the entire thing all over again.He steps closer. “No. The part about you fallin’ for me.

Youre an asshole.And youre a bitch, he says. A bitch with a kick-ass smile and eyes that can seriously screw with a guys head.

Hey, Shell-bell, I say, leaning over her and wiping her face with a napkin. Its the first day of school. Wish me luck.Shelley holds jerky arms out and gives me a lopsided smile. I love that smile.You want to give me a hug? I ask her, knowing she does. The doctors always tell us the more interaction Shelley gets, the better off shell be.Shelley nods. I fold myself in her arms, careful to keep her hands away from my hair. When I straighten, my mom gasps. It sounds to me like a referees whistle, halting my life. Brit, you cant go to school like that.Like what?She shakes her head and sighs in frustration. Look at your s