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It doesn't matter if it's the real world or fictional," I insisted. "Crushes are the best part of liking someone, and they are completely safe. You get all the benefits of fantasising about someone, but none of the he-loves-me-he-loves-me-not drama. It's all the good parts with none of the parts that make you lie awake at night all angsty.

It's just...how do I put this? Maybe it's just hard for me to imagine turning down something that's so much harder for someone like me to find.

Kyle must have seen my panic, because when I looked up at him again, his jacket and shirt were off and he was handing me his shirt. The sight of him with no shirt on hit me. Holy hell, what was he doing?

Melons. The girls. Gazongas. I could rattle off every nickname in the world for my boobs _ oops nearly forgot jubblies _ but it didn__ change the fact they were small.

It was like I couldn't think of any words. Now I can think of about nine million." "How many words are in the English language?""Not the point.

I feel like this is a horror story. That's how scared I am right now."Don't be scared.""That doesn't help.

Acknowledging that my biological imperative may not include the drive to procreate, that I just might be attracted to XX chromosomes instead of XY? That's so stupid-minor in comparison to the fact that I might actually be in love for the first time in my life. It's with a girl...so what? Lesbian, bisexual, whatever! Thus isn't about categorisation or chromosomes. This is about how I feel about another person.

...their voices are quieter than the other groups around them, but their body language speaks volumes.

I look at her suspiciously. ... Nothing is ever short and easy in this class.

Shadows ran all around her and someone was talking to her but it was all just white noise. Goodbye solo she would never perform. Goodbye perfect night that never got the chance to end in Garrett__ arms. Garrett, oh god. Goodbye love of her life, she had loved him and with the thought of never seeing him again her body gave up a single tear. It escaped her eye and coursed through the blood and dirt on her cheek making a single clean streak as the blackness took over.

I can feel that I'm in a dream, but I can't wake myself up.

My emotions are spiraling out of control. I never promised I would be logical at a time like this!

I'll die of embarrassment." "At least you'll die knowing.

It was supposed to be us against the world, Tyler and me versus everyone else. Now it's just me.

While there are memories I wish I could dispose of, sometimes my memories are the only things that keep me sane.

We promised we'd all stay in touch. Even joked about a yearly reunion. These kinds of goodbyes are the scary goodbyes. The goodbyes where you know the chances of seeing each other again are very slim.

What you loved as a child, you will love forever

I need you because I'm in love with you, Eden, and I have no idea how I'll ever get over you.