Westford Quotes

And just so you know for the future, I like my double-chocolate chip cookies warm and soft in the middle ... and without magnets glued to them."
"Me, too. When you decide to bake me some, let me know. ~ Simone Elkeles

I want a one hundred percent guarantee that they'll all be fine." I
tell Mrs. Garcia.
She pats my knee. "Unfortunately, there are no guarantees in life. ~ Simone Elkeles

He laughs. "Put some clothes on so you don't scare poor Kiara with your morning hard-on."
I look down at my shorts. Sure enough, I've got la tengo dura in front of Kiara and Tuck. Shit. I reach out for the first thing I can grab and put it in front of me to shield myself from view. It happens to be one of Kiara's stuffed animals, but I don't have much choice right now.
"That's Kiara's Mojo," Tuck says, laughing. "Get it? Mojo? ~ Simone Elkeles

K,
the lady at the store said yellow means friendship and red means love. The rosary is the only thing I own that has value to me. It's yours. I'm yours
C. ~ Simone Elkeles

What is this?" "A Smart Car." It looks like an SUV took a dump and out came the Smart Car. I wouldn't be surprised if Westford had said it was one of those toy cars that kids drive around. ~ Simone Elkeles

You're not the only one in this relationship who loves a
challenge," he says. "And just so you know for the future, I like my double-chocolate chip
cookies warm and soft in the middle ... and without magnets glued to them. ~ Simone Elkeles

What happens when I break one of your fuckin' rules? ~ Simone Elkeles

We've been secretly datin' since last week." He gives me a smile and a look that says I'm his one-and-only. That smile might deceive Madison, but I know he's full of it.
"Isn't that right, K.?"
He squeezes me tighter. "Uh-huh," I squeak out.
Madison shakes her head fast, as if she can't believe what she's hearing. "Nobody in their right mind chooses Kiara Westford over me."
She's right. We're busted.
"Wanna bet?" My eyes go wide when Carlos bends his head down to me. "Kiss me, cariño. ~ Simone Elkeles

If we consider Satan as symbol, representative of the primal motivating force of Death, Destroyer of Worlds, the antecedent of the Lion that purportedly will come to judge us, do you suppose such a one would require conviction of any kind? I think not. I think that power, dispassion, and disinterest would suffice. I myself concede I would not make a plausible Whore of Babylon. One suspects that history demands something a little more grand, a whore with curls and lipgloss. I certainly have the dispassion and disinterest for the job. As to power? Well, we shall see. I believe very strongly in God, and I most look forward to meeting him. Power. Yes. Power would be helpful, indeed, for that meeting. ~ Greta Elisabeta Westford

He opens his window and motions for me to open mine. When I do, he tries to say something. His voice barely carries through the sound of the rain coming down hard between us.
I lean out the car window. "What?"
He leans out his window, meeting me halfway. We're both wet and soaked, but neither of us seems to care. "Don't run away from me when I need to tell you somethin' important."
"What?" I say, hoping he doesn't notice the tears running down my face, and praying they're getting mixed up with the rain.
"Tonight was ... well, it was perfect for me, too. You've turned my world upside down. I've fallen in love with you, chica, and it scares the fuckin' shit outta me. I've been shakin' all night, because I knew it. I've tried to deny it, to make you think I wanted you as a fake girlfriend, but that was a lie."
"I love you, Kiara," he says before his lips move forward and meet mine. ~ Simone Elkeles