Quotes from Simone Elkeles

Senior year is supposed to be a blast-easy and fun. So far it's been anything but.

Everyone knows im perfect. My life is perfect. My clothes are perfect. Even my family is perfect. And although its a complete lie, i've worked my butt off to keep up the appearence that i have it all. The truth, if it were to come out, would destroy my entire picture-perfect image.

Tuck holds out his hand. "By the way, I don't think we've been formally introduced. I'm Tuck. You know, rhymes with luck." "And fuck," Carlos adds. "Yep, that, too," Tuck says unfazed.

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

And for those of you who want to start any trouble, I have a zero tolerance policy. . . .

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.

Sometimes we have to prove to others we're strong even where we're not.

When she wraps her arms around my neck, all I want to do is protect this girl for the rest of my life.

Oh, God. I'm in big trouble. Because I'm staring. I can't keep my eyes from ogling his chiseled triceps and biceps and every other "eps ' he has. The butterflies in my stomach have just multiplied tenfold as my wandering gaze meets his.

Is anyone human actually normal? I'm beginning to think being normal is actually abnormal.

A Mexican guy named Sam pushes Gary Frankel next to Isabel. "This guy can break your arm with one snap, asshole. Get out of my sight before I sic him on you," Sam says. Gary, who's wearing a coral shirt and white pants, growls to look tough. It doesn't work.

If my name was Richard, I'd go by Richard or Rich...not Dick. Hell I'd even settle for being called Chard.

Is that your cheap way of telling me you want to kiss me?" He looks into my eyes, his dark gaze capturing mine. " Querida , I always want to kiss you.

We need to look back sometimes and realize the past taught us to appreciate our future.

There's always time for arguin' when you're a Fuentes.

I'm not going anywhere until you hear me out." Oh, please no. Anything except having to listen to her lecture. I push the button that calls the nurse. "Can we help you, Alex?" a voice bellows through the speaker. "I'm bein' tortured.

It reminds me of myself - seemingly perfect on the outside but inside is all a mush.

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.

You're not the only one in this relationship who loves a challenge," he says. "And just so you know for the future, I like my double-chocolate chip cookies warm and soft in the middle . . . and without magnets glued to them.

Gettin' near the fire, chica, doesn't necessarily mmean you'll get burned.

Believe me, I know people who have doting Grandmas. Jessica's Grandma Pearl spent four years knitting her a blanket. Four years! And she's got arthritis. I wonder what Grandma Pearl would think if she knew Jessica lost her virginity to Michael Greenberg under the blanket she spent four years knitting with her crooked fingers.

You make me believe in love, which I'd give up on. Thank you for proving to me it's not just a fairy tale.

I brought a condom," I tell her when I slide her panties down. We're both hot and sweaty, and I can't resist hr anymore. "I did, too," she whispers against my neck. "But we might not be able to use it." "Why not?" I expect her to tell em this was all a mistake, that she really didn't mean to get me all hot and bothered just to tell me I'm not worthy enough to take her virginity, but it's the truth. She clears her throat. "It all d-d-depends on whether or not you're allergic to l-l-latex.

I want a one hundred percent guarantee that they'll all be fine." I tell Mrs. Garcia. She pats my knee. "Unfortunately, there are no guarantees in life.