This is a story about a lot of things. Things like bluebirds and Harbingers, ukuleles and fancy bicycles, old people, young people, poetry, weed and no-good boyfriends, digging through trashcans, painting, recycling, smoking and drinking, friends and neighbors, parties and Christmas gifts, stolen things and lost thing...
Hannah Taylors finally gives in to her desperation and does one of the stupidest things a girl can do to grab her unapproachable long-time crush Jonah Gibbs' attention: spill soda on his white shirt and leave a motherfrigging red blotch on it. Accidentally... on purpose.
A collection of all the lessons I have learned in high school. :) Will be adding more as I learn more.
"Don't tell me how to run MY gang," I whispered threateningly through gritted teeth. "You might have been right before, but this is still MY gang, and I'M the boss around here." "For now," he said breezily before turning and walking away. Perhaps it was only a figure of speech. Or perhaps it was a threat. ~~~ Janie "J...