marisol isabel

“But life isn't all sunshine and fairy gardens."
"But it could be.”
― Jen Calonita, Wished

“Keefe?' Amy repeated, her lips curling into a grin. 'He's the supercute blonde guy you picked up cookies for, right? The one who keeps staring at you all intense when I met him, like you were the only person that mattered to him in the entire universe?'
Someone coughed near the doorway.
It was probably Grady, maybe Edaline too, but Sophie decided she would rather not know who was eavesdropping.
'He doesn't stare at me like that,' she said, hoping her cheeks weren't blushing too badly.
It didn't help that Ro kept cackling beside her.
...
'I swear, you have no idea how lucky you are, getting to be around so many gorgeous boys all the time. I don't know how you haven't dated any of them--or have you?'
'She tried with Fitzy,' Ro answered for her. 'But then she realized he was too boring, so they broke up.'
'That's not what happened!' Sophie argued--over lots more coughing from the doorway. 'We didn't really date. We just sort of... liked each other... openly. But then it got super complicated, so we decided to focus on being friends.
...
Why are we talking about this?' Sophie asked
...
'Because it's fun watching you get all red and fidgety!' Amy told her.
'Plus, there's a chance our boy is somewhere nearby, listening to this conversation,' Ro added before she raised her voice to a shout. 'Hear that, Hunkyhair? Get your overdramatic butt back here! Your girl is single--and the great Foster Oblivion is over! This is what you've been waiting for!'
'Hunkyhair?' Amy asked, raising one eyebrow as Sophie contemplated smothering herself with her blankets. 'Great Foster Oblivion?'
'Never mind,' Sophie mumbled, sinking deeper into her blankets.”
― Shannon Messenger, Stellarlune

“Won't you need my help with the cache?' Fitz asked her.
It felt very good to tell him, 'I don't see why.'
Ro snickered.”
― Shannon Messenger, Stellarlune

“Hattie checks her list for the billionth time. “All right, team, ready to do this?”
We nod and put our hands together for a huddle.
“For service and sacrifice,” I say.
“For freedom of choice,” Hattie says.
“For making sure you don’t do anything stupid,” Emmett says with a snort.”
― Graci Kim, The Last Fallen Star