Brittany Ellis Quotes

you think you've never been wrong before?-alexsure i have why just last week I bought bobbi brown sandwash petal lip gloss when the pink blossom color would have looked so much better with my complexion. needless to say the purchase was a total disaster- brittneyill bet-alex.havent you ever been wrong before?-brittany absolutely. last week, when i robbed that bank over by the walgreens, I told the teller to hand over all the fifties he had in the till. what i really should have asked for was the twenties 'cause there were way more twenties than fifties- alexwhat a disaster- brittany

~ Simone Elkeles

Nice girl. Wears too much makeup.Most chicks hate her.Most chicks wish they looked like her. And they wish they had her money and boyfriend.I stop and regard her in disgust. Burro Face?Oh, please, Alex. Colin Adams is cute, he's the captain of the football team and Fairfield's hero. You're like Danny Zuko in Grease. You smoke, you're in a gang, and you've dated the hottest bad girls around. Brittany is like Sandy ... a Sandy who'll never show up to school in a black leather jacket with a ciggie hangin' from her mouth. Give up the fantasy.

~ Simone Elkeles

I thought we were gonna take this relationship slow.A back rub is harmless.My eyes roam over her kick-ass bikini-covered bod. I'll have you know I've been intimate with girls wearin' a lot more.

~ Simone Elkeles

You call that a kiss?Yep.Okay, so I'm in shock the girl put my hand on her creamy cheek. Damn, you'd think I was on drugs by the way my body reacted.She had me totally under her spell a minute ago. Then the pretty witch turned my game around so she was the one with the upper hand.

~ Simone Elkeles

This girl of my dreams, this girl who is more like me than anyone I've ever met, wants to kiss me.I take over control as soon as she tilts her head. Our lips touch for the briefest moment before I lace my fingers in her hair and keep kissing her soft and gentle. I cup her cheek in my palm, feeling her baby-soft skin against my rough fingers. My body urges me to take advantage of the situation, but my brain (the one inside my head) keeps me in check.A satisfied sigh escapes Brittany's mouth, as if she's content to stay in my arms forever.I brush the tip of my tongue against her lips, enticing her to open her mouth. She tentatively meets my tongue with her own. Our mouths and tongues mingle in a slow, erotic dance until the sound of the front door opening makes her jerk

~ Simone Elkeles

Are you going to dance with me tonight? I ask.Hell, yeah.Colin never wanted to dance with me.I'm not Colin, querida, and never will be.Good. I've got you, Alex. I realize it's all I need and I'm ready to share it with the world.Inside the club, Alex immediately heads for the dance floor with me. I ignore the gawking stares from Fairfield students from my side of town as I pull Alex close to me and we move as one to the beat.We move together as if we've been a couple forever, every movement in sync with each other. For the first time I'm not afraid of what people think of me and Alex together. Next year, in college, it won't matter who came from what side of town.

~ Simone Elkeles

Want some? he asks, pointing to his dinner.Maybe eating will calm my nerves. What i

~ Simone Elkeles

Do you think about making love with me?I lie awake most nights, fantasizing about sleeping next to her ... loving her. Right now, muneca, makin' love to you is the only thing on my mind.

~ Simone Elkeles

I'll never let it happen. I'll do everything in my power to keep my sister at home.I don't want to have a civilized discussion. My parents want to send my sister to a facility behind my back and my head feels like it's about to split open. Leave me alone, okay?Something is sticking out of my pocket. It's Alex's bandanna. Isabel isn't a friend, yet she helped me. And Alex, a boy who cared about me last night more than my own boyfriend did, acted as my hero and is urging me to be real. Do I even know how to be real?I clutch the bandanna to my chest.And I allow myself to cry.

~ Simone Elkeles

Shelley, you think she'll take me back? Alex asks her, his hair dangerously close to her fingers. She doesn't pull his hair . . . just pats his head gently. I feel the tears running down my cheeks at full speed.Yeah! Shelley yells with a goofy, gummy grin. She looks happier and more content than she's been in a long time. Both of my favorite people are with me right here; what more could I ask for?

~ Simone Elkeles