Becca Fitzpatrick
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Becca Fitzpatrick
Becca Fitzpatrickis an American author, best known for having written the New York Times bestseller, Hush, Hush...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth3 February 1979
CountryUnited States of America
feelings going-away hush-hush
The more time I spent with him, the more I knew the feelings weren't going away.
skirts legs killers
Killer skirt, deadly legs.
stranger fallen-angels good-things
I don't go out with strangers," I said. "Good thing I do. I'll pick you up at five.
dollars piggy thousand
You don't happen to have a thousand dollars I can borrow?" "I don't have five you can borrow. My piggy bank is officialy anorexic.
religious real mean
Do you think the Bible is accurate? I mean, do you think it's real?" " I think Pastor Calvin is hot. In a fortysomething way. That pretty much sums up my religious conviction
potty scotty
Maybe Scotty the Potty turned into Scotty the Hottie. Have you thought about that?
hush-hush piggy five
I don't have 'five' you can borrow. My piggy bank is officially anorexic.
talking tree lessons
Dante said, “I tried talking Nora into a ride, but she keeps blowing me off.” “That’s because she has a hard-A boyfriend. He must have been homeschooled, because he missed all those valuable lessons we learned in kindergarten, like sharing. He finds out you took Nora for a ride, he’ll wrap this shiny new Porsche around the nearest tree.
worst-enemy car toyota
She already has a car.” “A Ford. That’s like Toyota’s worst enemy.
hands doors needs
Are you defending Marcie?” He shook his head. “I don’t need to. She handled herself. You, on the other hand…” I pointed at the door. “Out.
sometimes crescendo hard
I wondered why life had to suck so hard sometimes.
spy next normal
I’m really starting to like all this spy work,” Vee said. “When my normal life gets boring, all I have to do is sidle up next to you.
logic cold realist
I tended to be more a romantic than a realist, and chose blind faith over cold logic.
summer looks chins
Jev stroked his chin. "Do I look like a summer fling?