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“Why do you care?" His eyes looked casually over my shoulder, down the hallway then flicked back to me.
"Are you jealous?" his left eyebrow rose slightly.

"Of Lizzie, umm, no," I mouthed.

"Ah, huh" he didn't sound convinced. "So what are you doing with Kosic?" His face twitched for a second like he smelled something bad.

"Jealous?" I smiled.”
― Leah Spiegel, Foolish Games

“Joie," he said with his lips hovering over mine.
"What?" I felt my heart flutter.
"Shut up," he muttered and then he kissed me.”
― Leah Spiegel, Foolish Games

“Let me guess,” Eli said, his voice that low, even timbre, as always. “Drinking from kegs also falls under outdoor activity.”

I just looked at him, standing there in jeans and the same blue hoodie he’d had on the first time I met him. Maybe it was the embarrassment, which had been bad enough before I had an audience, but I was instantly annoyed. I said, “Are we outside?”

He glanced round, as if needing to confirm this. “Nope.”
“Then no.” I turned my attention back to the keg.”
― Sarah Dessen, Along for the Ride

“...the definition of crazy is doing something close to the same thing twice and expecting a different end.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon