“Sixteen-year-old guys smell like deodorant and fast food. Then you turn seventeen and you get fresh.”
“I stepped in front of my closet to decide what to wear. Unless you are a sixteen, almost seventeen, year old girl, you just can’t realize what a difficult task that is.”
“Nothing makes me happy quite like a boatload of freshly fried fast food, smothered in good old MSG.”
“You can't tell a seventeen-year-old anything. They think they're immortal. They don't listen. Seventeen-year-olds have to see it for themselves.”
“Your deodorant smells like my armpit. And yet I get no royalty from the manufacturer.”
“They stared each other down, and while the dorky eleven-year-old in my soul kind of hoped that two hot boys might fight over me, the rational, seventeen-year-old knew that Archer need to get out of here, fast.”