I realise it’s going to happen. This girl of my dreams, this girl who is more like me than anyone I’ve ever met, wants to kiss me.
and the bananas are overdone.
Makin' mistakes ain't a crime, you know. What's the use of having a reputation if you can't ruin it every now and then?
Alex kneels down to Shelley's level. The simple act of respect tears at something suspiciously like my heart. Colin always ignores my sister, treating her as if she's blind and deaf as well as physically and mentally disabled.
Mujer, you own my soul.
I understand the reasons behind his keeping a distance from a girl he cares about. Because the truth is, sometimes getting close to the fire does actually burn you.
Something is happening. I sense a change in the wind…a mutual understanding of each other. I haven’t felt this way in forever.
Opening yourself up to making mistakes and being vulnerable is what makes it beautiful and special with the person you love.
I turn around and wrap my arms around his neck. "Whoa, girl," he says taken aback. "I thought we were keepin' this thing between us a secret. I hate to tell you, but a bunch of north siders from Fairfield are right over there. And they're starin' at us" "I don't care. Not anymore" "Why" "You only live once
Como un angel," I whisper. "Is our game over?" she asks nervously. "It's definitely over, querida. 'Cause what we're gonna do next is no game.
I saw you happy. Happier than you've been in a long time. With someone you like that much, the lows are as low as the highs are high.
Oh, and just so you know, before we go out to the field we all get into a huddle and yell 'Go Queers!' really loud.
She's a Texan, born and raised. Football is in our blood.
Tofu tacos are not Mexican. I think putting tofu on anything and calling it Mexican is an insult to my people.
(Kiara sees Carlos' bleeding face)"Carlos! Oh my God, what happened?" "You still recognize me with a busted-up face. That's a good sign, right?
I never stopped loving you. Even when I tried desperately to forget you, I couldn't.
If no words come, you can always give him the finger.
Somehow, being with Brittany brings something to my life that's missing, something ... right.
This connection we have isn't going away, it's only getting stronger. Because the more I spend time with her, the closer I want to be.
Look at me, chica." When she does, I repeat, "Eres hermosa." "What does it mean?" "You're beautiful.
And while my mind is telling me I'm flirting with her just to prove a point, my body wants to play "you show me your perky privates and I'll show you mine.
I want to tell her how much she's become the center of my being. But I can't. The words won't come.
If you let him go and he doesn't come back to you, he wasn't yours to begin with. It's a lesson learned in first grade
We kiss all the time." I clear my throat, then add, "We just...do it in private.
The reason I want you to put a shirt on is, well, because, um..." "You've never seen a guy with his shirt off?" "Ha, ha. Very funny. Believe me, you don't have anything I haven't seen before." "Wanna bet?" he says, then moves his hands to the button on his jeans and pops it open. Isabel walks in at that exact moment. "Whoa, Alex. Please keep your pants on.
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