Donneven," I said, in my best Monica imitation, and he laughed. "We're not talking about me."
"We could be," he said, as I watched Bert take note of a group of what looked like ninth graders who had just
come into the living room.
"I'm not gorgeous," I said.
"Sure you are."
I just shook my head, knowing this was him evading the question. "You," I said, "have this whole tall, dark
stranger thing going on. Not to mention the tortured artist bit."
"Bit?"
"You know what I mean."
He shook his head, clearly discounting this description. "And you," he said, "have that whole blonde, cool
and collected, perfect smart girl thing going on."
"You're the boy all the girls want to rebel with," I said.
"You," he replied, "are the unattainable girl in homeroom who never gives a guy the time of day.

Autore: Sarah Dessen