Popularity was fickle and elusive, like trying to catch fireflies in a jar. You were either born with it or relegated to wallflower status according to your mysterious and unknowable workings of the universe. Melissa de la Cruz More Quotes by Melissa de la Cruz More Quotes From Melissa de la Cruz Every Valentine's Day, the student council sponsered a holiday fundraiser by selling roses that would be delievered in class. The roses came in four colors:white, yellow, red, pink, and the subtleties of thier meaning were parsed and analyzed by the female population to no end. Mimi had always understood it thus:white for love, yellow for friendship, red for passion, and pink for a secret crush. Melissa de la Cruz crush valentine passion HE was standing across the street, staring at her with a look of shock and dismay. One look in Oliver's eyes and she knew he knew. But how? How could he have known? The'd been so careful to keep their love a secret. The grief etched all over his face was too much to bear. Schuyler felt the words catch in her throat as she crossed the stree to stand in front of him. "Ollie...it's not..." Oliver shot her a look of pure hatred, turned on his heel and began to run away. "OLIVER, please,let me explain. Melissa de la Cruz grief eye running Oliver liked to play the part of disaffected youth, but he liked shopping in SoHo even more. Melissa de la Cruz soho shopping play you're the liar" - Mimi Force Melissa de la Cruz mimi force liars If someone says " I love you " it would be foolish to say " I love you too " So you say " I knoe " tht is trulie wht love is. <3 Melissa de la Cruz would-be love-you love-is He's too much for Schuyler. They're wrong for each other. Anyone can see that. And when he leaves her, I'll be there. However long it takes, I'll still be there for her. Waiting. Melissa de la Cruz too-much waiting long Maybe weakness is a strength of a kind. Melissa de la Cruz blue-bloods weakness kind Stop your doubting, my love. I knew you would find me. ~Jack Melissa de la Cruz find-me doubt A picture is worth a thousand texts. Melissa de la Cruz thousand A bad boy can be very good for a girl. Melissa de la Cruz bad-boy girl boys It's said a friend is a person who walks in when everyone else walks out. Melissa de la Cruz walks persons said Schuyler put a gentle hand on Abbadon's feathered extensions, feeling the majestic power underneath their silky weight. She had been frightened once, to see him in this light, but now that she saw his terrifying face, she found it beautiful. Melissa de la Cruz light beautiful hands The more things change, the more they stay different. Melissa de la Cruz grey different change Memories were moving pictures in which meaning was constantly in flux. They were stories people told themselves. Melissa de la Cruz memories people moving She nodded... and was about to turn away. Then, as if she thought better of it, she reached out and grabbed his arm. "Jack." "Yes?" "I. . ." she faltered. She knew what she wanted to tell him, but she couldn't bring herself to say the words. It turned out she didn't have to. Jack put a hand to his heart and nodded. "I feel the same way about you. Melissa de la Cruz arms heart hands I don't trust an organization that would make policy out of fear. Melissa de la Cruz dont-trust policy organization He kissed her, and their souls melted into each other in a melody older than time. Melissa de la Cruz melody soul Almost halfway down the aisle, she saw someone she wasn't expecting, and she almost stumbled on her satin heels. Kingsley Martin stood at the end of a pew, his arms crossed. He was wearing a tuxedo as well. Just like any other guest. What was he doing here? He was supposed to be in Paris! He was supposed to be gone! He looked directly at Mimi. She heard his voice loud and clear in her head. Leave him. Why should I? What do you promise me? Nothing. And everything. A life of danger and adventure. A chance to be yourself. Leave him. Come with me. Melissa de la Cruz being-yourself voice adventure Thank you for loving me enough to let me go. Melissa de la Cruz blue-bloods let-me-go enough Jack Force was more than she had ever dared wish for, and he was better than a dream or a fantasy because he was real. He was far from perfect, moody and distant at times, and burdened with sharp temper and an impulsiveness that was part of his dark nature. But she felt more love for him than she thought possible. He wasn't perfect, but he was perfect for her. (Schuyler Van Alen) Melissa de la Cruz real dark dream