Jackie smiles as We walk, glancing at me, "Wanna see something that I think teenagers always do?"
I raise an eyebrow and nod. She scoffs before biting her lip and glancing around, going up to a senior boy and wrapping her arms around his neck, "I love you."
I laugh at her and cover my mouth. Oh god.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Thomas Edison's last words were "It's very beautiful over there.” I don't know where there is, but I believe it's somewhere, and I hope it's beautiful. — John Green, Looking for Alaska