Quotes from Lisi Harrison

I like writing about the issues we all bump up against as we get older, but I try to present them in a fun way.

And when things start to go wrong, a good boss doesn't just fire everybody and start over.

Kuh-laire, Is cam a fattening Girl Scout Cookie layered with peanut butter and a chocolate coating? No. Then dont make him a tagalong!

Is my name dorothy? No Then why do u think munchkins could help me?

A good boss asks what part she could have played in the problem. And then she asks herself what she can do better next time.

When the horse was little, Massie had covered the walls with posters of young fillies that she thought Brownie would find sexy.

Point! -Alicia

You must be poor. why? cuz ur not making any cents!

Those fruity drinks better have a lot of caffeine in them or I'll never make it through World Issues.

After each dream, Frankie woke with a start, soaked in tears. But she found no relief in the peaceful silence of her room, because there everything was real. And the guilt was too immense to bear. Each time she opened her eyes, she'd quickly shut them. And wish that she had woken up for the very last time.

Uh, I thought DVDs werne't allowed at my sleepovers. They're not. Then why am i watching the Lady and the Tramp?

One of the best things you can relate to is a detailed story.

It was an image Melody would never forget. Or was it the emotions the image conjured - hope, excitement, and fear of the unknown, all three tightly braided together, creating a fourth emotion that was impossible to define. She was getting a second chance at happiness and it tickled like swallowing fifty fuzzy caterpillars.

IwantedtoshowmyuniformtomymomthismorningsoIwenttogetmytrashbagand-

It's never too late to fix things with people you love, Massie. Kendra said. That's true. William agreed.

Never slam a car door. According to the Westchester elite, it's a heinous crime, as heartless as kicking a puppy.

Are you nervous about no longer being a big fish in a small pond?

Because whipping an atlas at Jackson's head while he was flirt-touching that Frankie girl in geography would have been very satisfying. And beating him with the Eiffel Tower snowglobe while he kissed Cleo in French would have been tres cathartic. But she hadn't. Instead she'd been egg-like: a hard shell on the outside, and a runny mess on the inside.

You are such an LBR.

Now we are even.

Wearing nothing but sweats and a sheer coat of lip gloss, she wiggle through her frosted window and jumped six feet to freedom, feeling more charged than a Visa card at Christmas time.

The Clique.... the only thing harder than getting in is staying in.

She raced for him, propelled by the strength of a thousand regrets.

The Pretty Committee: the only thing harder than getting in, is staying in.