save a few bucks. That cheap burger from the corner store churned in my stomach. I

n boy, quarterback, the guy I' d had a silent, hopeless crush on for two y

en one. Ugh, she' s always staring. So clumsy. Wonder if she even sho

arefully built fantasy of him, the kind, perfe

till spinning. The disgust in his thoughts was a physical weight. I had to get away. I pushed through

air. Food poisoning, definitely. But the vo

d thought he was like a hero from a movie. Smart, athletic, kind. My heart had done that stupid fluttery thing. For two y

y mom. Lying on the cot, the nausea was bad, but the echo of Ethan' s thoughts was wor

Ramirez, found me t

You look like yo

d, my voice weak. "I

iliar smell of my family' s diner, a place that suddenly felt like the only real thing in the world. I needed to forget the boy whose beautiful fa