Stephanie Perkins

Har. Bloody. Har.

What...what about when I'm married?___e'll buy a cot. Your husband can sleep on that when he visits.

St. Clair clears his throat. 'My fiancée and I are headed out for a celebratory dessert. I'd ask you all to join us, but I don't want you there.

I'm sorry," he says."What? Why?""You're fixing everything I set down." He nods at my hands, which are readjusting the elephant. "It wasn't polite of me to come in and start touching your things.""Oh, it's okay," I say quickly, letting go of the figurine. "You can touch anything of mine you want." would be so bad.

For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home.

The only French word I know is oui, which means __es,_ and only recently did I learn it__ spelled o-__-__ and not w-__-__.

I mean, really. Who sends their kid to boarding school? It's so Hogwarts. Only mine doesn't have cute boy wizards or magic candy or flying lessons.

Soap?""School of America in Paris" he explains. "SOAP".Nice. My father sent me here to be cleansed.

French name, English accent, American school. Anna confused.

It's so Hogwarts.

Thank you for helping my sister,_ he says.I lean forward, mimicking his position. ____ happy to.__alliope leans out her window. __TOP FLIRTING AND GET BACK TO WORK.

St. Clair gets a crush on Anna. He's torn between her and Ellie, and he spends so much time running between them that he hardly has time left for Josh. And the more time that Josh spends alone, the more he realizes how alone he actually is. All of his friends will be gone the next year. Josh grows increasingly antagonistic toward school, which makes Rashmi increasingly antagonistic toward him, which makes him increasingly antagonistic toward her. And she's upset because Elie dropped her as a friend, and Meredith is upset because now St. Clair likes two girls who aren't her, and Anna is upset because St. Clair is leading her on, and then St. Clair's mom gets cancer. It's a freaking soap opera.

You ought to stop listening to stereotypes and start forming your own opinions.

That guys. Sideburns. You like him?"My back squirms. "You've asked me that before.""What I meant was," he says, flustered. "Your feelings haven't changed? Since you've been

I'm saying I'm in love with you! I've been in love with you this whole bleeding year!

They left me. My parents actually left me! IN FRANCE!

I don't know what I believe. I guess that makes me a Christmas tree agnostic." He smiles. "I like it and you're a Yom Kippur atheist.

Life isn__ about what you get, it__ about what you DO with what you get.