Quotes from Melanie Marks

like a spaz on steroids

Meaning, I'm your favorite snack?

He cried in Toy Story 3, bawled. It was sweet and I liked him like that.

Yeah. He's crazy alright." She raised her eyebrows. "Crazy in love—with ME!!!

Wasn't that your kissy face out there with the kid?" "Shut

Geez," I groan. I sure know how to make enemies—without even trying. People suck.

I'm-being-sooo-generous

But of course, we had to part—always—because, well, because that was life. It was full of unsavory things I didn't want to do, like dishes and homework … and saying good-bye.

gift from God put here to earth to make his world all bright and sparkly.

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Cammy!" I blurt out quickly, trying to keep her welling tears from gushing down her sad face. "He didn't say a word—to anyone. I promise.

But how did Mr. Squiggly-Tentacle-Dude know my name anyway? "I

How could I tell him it was because I wanted him to be my boyfriend? And kiss my lips.

sigh. "Matt, I know. But it ended up to be fun—going to the dance with Walker … and seeing you on the stage playing the drums. You rocked!" Matt grins. "It was fun—playing while you danced." Then his grin fades a little. "It wasn't fun seeing you dance with Walker, though." We

The Bird Wars

I called my friends Sara, Nicole and Kayla.

Secret Santas?

Because karma, you know what they say about that. (They use a swear word.)

I'm none of those things. I'm just me.

I'm messing with my hair, giving it an ultra-body, sexy look to go with my outfit. ('Cause, well, if you're going to go hot—make it burn, right?)

He looked into my eyes. "Sara, I wasn't kidding around. You still have my heart. I don't want it back.

Look, you're a lot of things to me—but a dog? Not one of them." I whisper, "What am I to you?" He stares at me a long time. "Sometimes you're my mom—but a good one that doesn't lie. Sometimes you're my frickin' wife—with your folded laundry and fried

chicken, and cinnamon cookies with my name frosted on them. Sometimes you're my therapist, sometimes you're my tormentor, sometimes you're my secret crush. But you're never my dog. And right now, you're my dance partner." He lifts his chin. "Let me see if I can sweep you off your feet.

After school, Liam romantically held my hand tightly as he walked me to the car. Our entire stroll there, through the crowded school halls, he introduced me to everyone we passed saying, "This is Tatum—she's my girlfriend." He did it because he said he needed to make it clear—stake his claim: I was taken.