648 Quotes by Katie McGarry

Let’s who those rich pricks that talent beats money.

Pigpen passes the pan of lasagna in Chevy’s direction and he takes two squares for himself, the deposits the corner piece on my plate. I smirk at Pigpen and he scowls back at me.

People don’t care what really happened – the truth – they care about what makes them feel better, what puts them higher on the scorecard than someone else – even if it’s a lie.

Thomas make it easy to cave to temptation with his golden – blond hair, muscle from head to toe and sexy brooding expression a few girls have written about in poems.

Isaiah grabs my hand and leads me away from the police... My heart stutters. He’s holding my hand. A guy is holding my hand. Touching it. Like his fingers entwined with mine. I’ve never held a guy’s hand before and it feels good. So good. Warm. Strong. Awesome. And it would only be a million times better if the guy holding my hand liked me.

My best friend has warned me to stay away. Violet, a girl raised by the Terror, has warned me to stay away, but even after digesting her advice, knowing the rumors and experiencing what I have, I can’t leave. The bandage on Razor’s arm and the cuts and bruises along his side testify to how dangerous his life is, but with one long look into those beautiful eyes, I know that I’m a lost cause to logic. I’ve already fallen in love.

The offers of friendship, the smiles, the nice words – all games. Deep down I always knew it, but part of me hoped for more. I allowed hope. Stupid Beth making another stupid mistake. Story of my life.

Oddly enough, I feel the most alone when I’m in a room full of people.

It also means I could dump what I learned about the Riot onto Pigpen and he’d once again shut me out.