Kaavya Viswanathan

“Sean stood up and stepped toward me, ostensibly to show me the book. He was definitely invading my personal space, as I had learned in a Human Evolution class last summer, and I instinctively backed up till my legs hit the chair I had been sitting in. That just made him move in closer, until the grommets in the leather embossed the backs of my knees, and he finally tilted the book toward me.”
― Kaavya Viswanathan, How Opal Mehta Got Kissed, Got Wild, and Got a Life

“He had too-long shaggy brown hair that fell into his eyes, which were always half shut. His mouth was always curled into a half smile, like he knew about some big joke that was about to be played on you.”
― Kaavya Viswanathan, How Opal Mehta Got Kissed, Got Wild, and Got a Life