I walk around the school hallways and look at the people. I look at the teachers and wonder why they're here. If they like their jobs. Or us. And I wonder how smart they were when they were fifteen. Not in a mean way. In a curious way. It's like looking at all the students and wondering who's had their heart broken that day, and how they are able to cope with having three quizzes and a book report due on top of that. Or wondering who did the heart breaking. And wondering why.

Stacey muttered, "But I hate this school, and this city, and the sooner I leave, the better. I want to start over in a new place. I haven't . . ." her voice trailed off and she looked away from Jason, hoping instead to find her words among the falling raindrops. "Do you ever feel like you aren't the person you're supposed to be? That you could be a different person - and have a better life - if things had been just a little different?

Leah looked at her parents, lost in their own fantasies, and decided that the three of them were a pretty pathetic family - but she wasn't sure who was more pathetic: the dateless girl spending the night of the big dance by herself in her bedroom, or the parents who foolishly believed a boy would arrive on their doorstep with flowers, a limo, and a promise to rescue their daughter from her solitude.

I was a quiet teenager, introverted, full of angst.

I just need to know that someone out there listens and understands and doesn't try to sleep with someone even if they could have. I need to know these people exist.

Когда он понял, что бабушка больше никогда не найдёт себе мужчину, потому что больше никому не доверяет и не знает, как относиться к людям. И когда увидел, как его сестра стала приводить домой младших версий их отчима. Он просто не мог остаться.
Я лежал на его старой кровати и смотрел через окно на дерево, которое, возможно, было ниже, когда на него смотрел мой отец. И я мог чувствовать то, что чувствовал он той ночью, когда осознал, что если не уедет отсюда, его жизнь никогда не будет принадлежать ему самому. Это будет их жизнь.