I’m Doing Boy Detox. Like A Diet,

You Dress To Impress," I Said Approvingly. "no, Angel." He Leaned In, His Teeth Softly Grazing My Ear. "i Undress To Impress.

Patch Stood Over Me, And A Drop Of Rain Slid From His Hair, Landing Like Ice On My Collarbone. I Felt It Slide Along My Skin, Disappearing Beneath The Neckline Of My Shirt. His Eyes Followed The Raindrop, And I Began To Quiver On The Inside.

The Truth Is Scary, But Knowing Nothing Is Crippling.

I Think I'm More Of A Guardian Angel Girl.

The Trouble Was, My Feelings For Patch Weren't Harmless.