15 Quotes by Cathy Cassidy

She's not my type,' Carter says.'So what is your type?''Tall, skinny, black hair, blue eyes, freckly nose. Blue tinsel wig and snowflakes optional.''Skinny?' I squeal.'Definitely. Pretending to be shy, sensible and stand-offish when really you're mad about me.''You sure about that?''No, but I'm hoping.

I save my truths, my secrets, for the lyrics of our songs... nobody would ever spot them there, hiding in plain sight.

Look," I whisper to Cat, "Shooting star! That's good luck."She rolls her eyes. "It's a plane, you idiot," she says, and when I look again I can see that she's right. Typical.

Instead of blue skies and sunshine, there are grey clouds and endless rain that seeps into your bones, your soul.

The thing is, when you let people get too close, you end up getting hurt.

Daisy chains are pretty fragile, and it turns out that families are too.

The tiniest criticism or put-down soaks into me and lies in my heart like a stone. Sometimes that spurs me on to work harder, but sometimes it just fills me up with sadness.

Life chucks a bunch of stuff at us, stuff we have no control over, but we can decide how to handle it all. We shape our lives with the choices we make.

When our fingers touch a crackle of electricity passes between us.