The Extraordinary Secrets of April, May, & June

You have no idea how crazy I am, I should be wearing yellow Caution tape, I'm that bonkers.

It's OK to not be OK

I wished I stayed at the movies, where I could have at least had some popcorn with my drama.

It's just how it is sometimes. Things hurt, and they hurt for a long time. You have to fight back, or it wins.

Some people leave, yeah, and it sucks. But some people don't leave, and they never will. And sometimes people are there, but you just can't see them. But they're still there.

The Cullens aren't gonna show up and invite you to come live with them in Forks!

I guess even when you can see everything, some things will always be a surprise.

WE'VE BEEN ROBBED!!! . . . I immediatly whirled around and looked in my bedroom to make sure no one stole my Harry Potter books.

Shut. Up," June squealed. "You have a date with that guy?" She giggled and covered her mouth. "Shut up, shut up, shut up! Tell me everything." "I can't do both," I pointed out.

What's the point of crying if you can't even see the tears?

Henry narrowed his eyes at me. "You going somewhere?" "Lacrosse field trip," I said. "I enjoy whacking the hell out of people with mallets.

—¡No va a venir una loca lechuza a la ventana de tu cuarto con una carta de Hogwarts! ¡Los Cullens no van a aparecer e invitarte a vivir con ellos en Forks! ¡No habrá nada! ¡Esto no es ficción! ¡Esto es lo que tenemos! ¡Somos nosotras y solamente nosotras!

Algunas personas nos dejan, si —continuó June—. Y eso apesta. Pero algunas personas no se van, y nunca lo harán. Y algunas veces están allí, pero simplemente tú no puedes verlas. Pero siguen estando allí.