from Sarah Dessen’s Just Listen

from Sarah Dessen’s Just Listen

He nodded, turning the camera over to look at the display on the back.  I stepped closer, looking down at it as well.  Sure enough, there I was, the doorframe behind me.  My hair was unbrushed, a few strands loose around my face, I had on no makeup, and it wasn’t my best angle.  It also wasn’t a bad picture.  I moved in closer, studying my face, the faint light behind it.


“See?” Owen said.  I could feel his shoulder against mine, his face only inches away, as we both peered down at the image.  “That’s what you look like.”


– from p. 223 of Just Listen by Sarah Dessen, Speak, 2006.

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