The Handwriting Was A Girl’s. I Mean,

Drosophila,” I Said, Remembering The Word. “what?” Lily Asked. “why Do Girls Always Fall For Guys With The At Ention Span Of Drosophila?” “what?” “fruit Flies. Guys With The Attention Span Of Fruit Flies.” “because They’re Hot?” “this,” I Told Her, “is Not The Time For Being Truthful.

It's Over When You Decide It's Over," Norah Says. "when You Call It A Night. The Rest Is Just A Matter Of Where The Sun Is In The Sky. That Has Nothing To Do With Us.

No One Would Want To Read A Book In Which I Explain The Science Of Cloning Because It Would Be Very Dull And It Would Also Make No Sense.

There. I've Said Everything I Wanted To Say Without Actually Having To Use The Words "please Stay

I Was Horribly Bookish, To The Point Of Coming Right Out And Saying It, Which I Knew Was Not Socially Acceptable.