Harlequin Teen

old and wheezing

And as I closed the door, the only person I hated was myself.

footing, fall forward and my much-anticipated Pepsi becomes a sacrificial lamb. Brown fluid drips down the shirts of both boys, because I’m just talented that way.
“Oh, my gosh.” Hand to my mouth, fake wide eyes. “I’m so so

It felt like such a loaded question when I asked, “Are you coming with me?”

He fought his smile and lost. “Apparently. Which way?”

“I forgot I was angry, just by looking at you

“You have no idea what you looked like sitting in the moonlight. You glowed, and I wanted to be close to you, before I even knew your name. That’s why I didn’t go back inside right away.”

“That sounds like a bit of revisionist history to me. I’m pretty sure you stayed outside to yell at me.”

Daniel smiled at my attempted humor. “I’m serious. I walked out of a nightmare and there you were. It was because of you that I walked out. I don’t remember if I yelled or not, I just remember not wanting to blink.

could always tell when I needed to laugh after a night spent listening to my parents fighting.

fall was the word most often coupled with love, falling in and falling out of. How was that even possible?

His mom had hit him…a lot. I didn’t care how old he was; that wasn’t okay.

We pretended and ignored the little and not-so-little reminders of her that we inevitably encountered every day.