#town

It was becoming more and more evident that Salem was a town that celebrated individuality, a real live-and-let-live kind of place. Melody felt a gut punch of regret. Her old nose would have fit in here. "Look!" She pointed at the multicolored car whizzing by. Its black door were from a Mercedes coupe, the white hood from a BMW; the silver trunk was Jaguar, the red convertible top was Lexus, the whitewall tires were Bentley, the sound system was Bose, and the music was classical. A hood ornament from each model dangled from the rear view mirror. Its license plate appropriately read MUTT. "That car looks like a moving Benton ad." "Or a pileup on Rodeo drive." Candace snapped a picture with her iPhone and e-mailed to her friends back home. They responded instantly with a shot of what they were doing. It must have involved the mall because Candace picked up her pace and began asking anyone under the age of fifty where the cool people hung out. ↗

— Lisi Harrison

#differences #individual #new-town #plastic-surgery #regrets

Don't ever forget where you came from--especially if you don't even know where you are going." Catho Darlington in the book Catho Darlington--Lessons Learned in the Space Age ↗

— Sara Marie Hogg

#cool #elementary-school #hideouts #hula-hoops #middle-america

I never got home so early in my entire Manhattan career. This includes the time I had fifteen minutes to get home, change and go to the movie theater to stand on line for six hours for the midnight showing of “Twilight”. Don’t judge me. My mother does that enough for twenty people. ↗

— Robbie Tursi-Masick

#change

Getting you a date to prom is so hard that the hypothetical idea itself is actually used to cut diamonds," I added. Radar tapped a locker twice with his fist to show his approval, and then came back with another. "Ben, getting you a date to prom is so hard that the American government believes the problem cannot be solved with diplomacy, but will instead require force. ↗

— John Green

#dating #high-school #humor #john-green #paper-towns

I don’t think I’ve ever referred to any girl I dated as my girlfriend. I think that would freak me out. Even the girl that I dated for two years in college I don’t think I ever referred to her as my girlfriend.” “How would you introduce her?” I asked. “I’m just going to say her name,” he said. ↗

— Daniel Amory

#chicago #city #contemporary #downtown #dream

Look, girls know when they’re cute,” he said. “You don’t have to tell them. All they need to do is look in the mirror. I have one friend out in New York, an attorney. She moved out there after the school year to take the bar. She doesn’t have a job. I was like, ‘How are you going to get a job there in this market?’ And she’s like, ‘I’ll wink and I’ll smile.’ She’s a pretty girl. Whether that works despite her poor grades is yet to be seen. ↗

— Daniel Amory

#chicago #city #contemporary #downtown #dream

Really, nobody was there?” I asked. “Well, nobody important,” he said, putting his glasses back on and blinking. ↗

— Daniel Amory

#city #downtown #dreaming #dreams #glasses

Is this your bedroom?" she asked, and turned to look at him. Myrnin straightened and jammed the big red floppy hat back on his head. The feathers waved back and forth. "Don't get any ideas," he said. "I'm far too young and innocent for that kind of thinking. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#ghost-town #myrnin #ghost

Oh, Claire," he said. "You think me a far better man than I am. That's kind, and flattering." "Are you saying that you -" "Doughnuts!" Myrnin interrupted her and darted away, to zip back in seconds with an open box. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#doughnuts #ghost-town #morganville-vampires #myrnin #rachel-caine

We bring the fucking rain Q, not the scattered showers. ↗

— John Green

#paper-towns #mystery