“Maybe Jeremy wasn't such an unfeeling robot after all.”

“Hello,Darth Vader," said Jeremy, elbowing me in the side.I was taking deep, loud breaths through my mouth. I do that whenever I'm really nervous.I shut my mouth quickly. Get it together,Levy.”

“Hey!" (Me:panting, smiling brightly, determined.)"Hey." (Him:blank face, eyes shifty, but still frustratingly handsome.)"Are you on your way somewhere? (Me:Still smiling, still determined.)"Yup." (Him:Uninterested, taking out a chapstick.)"Well,I'd love to talk, if you want." (Me:trying to remember global warming, nuclear proliferation, everything else more important and sadder than this moment.)"Sure,yeah. Listen, I'm late." (Him:walking away.)"Well,do you want my number maybe?" (Me:determined. Not to cry.)”

“So,is your brother seeing anyone?"Ew! It took all my energy not to squirm. Or yell, "Run! Run for the hills!”

“I just wondered if you still thought I was kind of a jerk," he said, facing the fire."Not at all," I said. "And do you still think I'm a rude girl who doesn't know when to keep her mouth shut?""I never did," he said.”

“Before last night, the most action I had gotten was from a down pillow.”

“Hey,when it came with one of those killer smiles,i'd take it.”