Anatomy

Anatomy

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There are four types of people in this world. Stupid people, normal people, smart people, and intelligent people. A stupid person doesn't care how stupid they are-they're happy just the way they are, and the way others are. They don't question the way things work. Normal people aren't stupid, but they mind their own business, as they should. Now smart people, they're the smartest people you'll ever meet. They'll know everything about one concept, but when you ask them a question about life, they'll scratch their heads and question if they've missed something in all their years of studying. This brings us to the forth type of person-intelligent. Intelligent people will question everything and challenge every concept or theory that they're told is the way it has to be. Christin was one of these people. She challenged whatever I said to her, and spit out questions like grass being mowed. It was too much to deal with; the constant curiosity as to why I treated her like shit, or why I even treated anyone like shit. But the worst part of all of it wasn't that she was an intelligent person who happened to be curious about my life, but that I was the smart asshole who didn't want to admit an answer.
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"Not the typical cliche teen fiction" "You're hooked from the get go. Pretty much similar to when you can't stop eating till the last slice of pizza, or have the eagerness to pee, but can't because you're scared that if you stop reading you'll miss the intensity each word brings." "There isn't even a word good enough to describe this book. I'm speechless." - "Please Lexa?" Elle looks at me, "Just fill in my spot for ten minutes." At that moment I was calm, what could go wrong with running a checkout isle for ten minutes? As it turns out, everything. -- "Why are you checking me out?" His voice questions. Even his voice is the sexiest thing I've ever heard. Not to mention the broad shoulder, killer jawlined boy it came from. "I wasn't, I swear!" My cheeks blush ferociously. How the hell did he notice? In fact I'd always thought I was pretty stealthy. He just chuckles and looks at me, a rambling mess, "Yes you are." "Okay, alright, you know what-" I pause trying to pick up the pieces of my shattered dignity from the floor, "Maybe you shouldn't come in here like a fracking ambercrombie model and then on top of that blame a poor little innocent girl for looking-" "I meant those. You're checking me out." He gestures to the items laying across the counter and the scanner in my hand. Oh shit. Let me just repeat that for a moment now. Oh shit. -- Started: 12/27/15 Ended: 10/24/18 February 2019: #1 HUMOR -- Warning: I cannot guarantee you will walk away from this book unaffected

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