She's pretty in a familiar kind of way that I forget to notice, until someone else notices and I'm reminded.

Maybe family were the people who came looking for you when you were lost.

Courage isn't something you can conjure, it's either in you or it's not.

Jordan Mullen is looking at me like I'm something he wants to scrape off his shoe and right then my heart breaks, but somehow beats on.

Growing up is made up of a million small moments in time, and one of the most painful is the moment you're severed from the whole, when you realise that your parent is complicated, and fallible and human.

And I wanted Jordan, because if he wanted me back it would mean I wasn't ordinary. A guy like him wouldn't settle for that.