Lisi Harrison Quotes & Sayings

The Clique ... the only thing harder than getting in is saying goodbye. — Lisi Harrison

Watching a make-out while wrapped in a blanket with a guy she wanted to make out with made her feel exposed. Obvious. Transparent. Like her thoughts were flashing before his eyes.
Finally Brett managed to pull away without consent of Bekka's lips. The confusion created a sloppy bite-a-juicy-peach sound. Everyone cringed. — Lisi Harrison

What's wrong with mistakes? Not that I'd know. No one's ever let me make any. — Lisi Harrison

These girls want nothing to do with last season's clothes. — Lisi Harrison

With no one to share it with, success would be just another reminder that she was alone. — Lisi Harrison

Make your point but don't stab anyone with it. — Lisi Harrison

Massie's frindship is something that has to be earned. Not because she's beautiful or popular but because she's loyal. — Lisi Harrison

Do you play football for Pittsburgh? Then why are you such a Steeler?! — Lisi Harrison

Viktor was swinging a leather duffle and wearing a black Adidas tracksuit and his favorite brown UGG slippers with a hole in the toe.
"Worn and old, just like Viv," he'd say when Frankie made fun of them, and then his wife would swat him on the arm. But Frankie knew he was just joking, because Viveka was the type of woman you wished was in a magazine just so you could stare at her violet-colored eyes and shiny black hair without being called a stalker or a freak. — Lisi Harrison

The Pretty Committee:
the only thing harder than
getting in, is staying in. — Lisi Harrison

Don't ever tell anyone where you bought something. If you get a complement say, Thank you. I got it in Europe. — Lisi Harrison

It was an image Melody would never forget. Or was it the emotions the image conjured - hope, excitement, and fear of the unknown, all three tightly braided together, creating a fourth emotion that was impossible to define. She was getting a second chance at happiness and it tickled like swallowing fifty fuzzy caterpillars. — Lisi Harrison

Like zero direction — Lisi Harrison

The articles were extremely eye-opening. Not just in Teen Vogue but in Seventeen and CosmoGirl as well. They were all about being yourself, staying natural, loving your body as is, and going green! The messages were the exact opposite of Vik and Viv's.
Hmmmmm.
Frankie turned to face the full-length mirror that was up against the yellow wardrobe. She opened her robe and examined her body. Fit, muscular, and exquisitely proportioned, she agreed with the magazines. So what if her skin was mint? Or her limbs were attached with seams? According to the magazines, which were - no offense! - way more in touch with the times than her parents were, she was suppose to love her body just the way it was. And she did! Therefor if the normies read magazines (which obviously they did, because they were in them), then they would love her, too. Natural was in.
Besides she was Daddy's perfect little girl. And who didn't love perfect? — Lisi Harrison

Anyway, no guy wants to be with a girl if she's not into him. So you did him a favor. — Lisi Harrison

I was a terrible athlete and a pretty bad student. I couldn't focus. My imagination was always racing. — Lisi Harrison

No, I'm serious," Frankie insisted, fed up with being silenced. "Why didn't you just make me a normie?"
Viktor sighed. "Because that's not who we are. We're special. And I'm very proud that. You should be, too."
"Proud?" Frankie spat out the word as if it had been soaked in nail polish remover. "How can I be proud when everyone is telling me to hide?"
"I'm telling you to hide so you'll be safe. But you can still feel proud of who you are," he explained, like it really was that simple. "Pride has to come from within you and stay with you, no matter what people say."
Huh?
Frankie crossed her arms and looked away. — Lisi Harrison

Are you a female dog?"
"What?" Massie asked. "Why?"
"Because you are acting like a real bitch! — Lisi Harrison

This page is is a time machine, a teleporter, a magic wand. With it you can create a world. Give life. Take it away. — Lisi Harrison

walking straight toward the table like — Lisi Harrison

Why limit yourself to just one best friend? — Lisi Harrison

Like Martin Luther King Jr., Frankie dreamed of living in a nation where people would not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. The sonner she realized that dream, the sooner she could get started on Katy Perry's and live the teenage one. — Lisi Harrison

Blame was a luxury they could no longer afford. — Lisi Harrison

Bekka treated her role has Frankenstein's bride more like an audition to be Brett's bride. Every part of her body had been colored bright kelly green - even parts that her mother had stressed were 'not to be seen by anyone except God and the inside of a toilet bowl.' Instead of wearing a wig, Bekka had teased and then shellacked her own hair into a windblown cone and she'd used female-mustache bleach to create white streaks. Her seams, made of real suture thread, had been attached to her neck and wrists with clear double-sided costume tape because drawing them on with kohl would not have been 'honoring the character.' Her Costume Castle dress had been exchanged for something 'more authentic' from the Bridal Barn. If Brett didn't see his future in her heavily black-shadowed eyes tonight, he never would. Or so she believed. — Lisi Harrison

Sooo, I'm tired of people thinking I'm a freak. I know you can't relate to that but -"
"Get over it already, will ya?" Candace stood. "You're not Smellody anymore. You're pretty. You can get hot guys now. Tanned ones with good vision. Not geeky hose jousters." She shut the window. "Don't you ever want to use your lips as something other than veneer protectors?"
Melody felt a familiar pinch behind her eyes. Her throat dried. Her eyes burned. And then they came. Like salty little paratroopers, tears descended en masse. She hated Candace thought she had never made out with a boy. But how could she convince a seventeen-year-old with more dates than a fruitcake that Randy the Starbucks cashier (aka Scarbucks, because of his acne scars) was a great kisser? She couldn't. — Lisi Harrison

Is my name dorothy?
No
Then why do u think munchkins could help me? — Lisi Harrison

She was pretty in the way water is tasty: it does the job, but lacks pizzazz.
(Skye on Charlie) — Lisi Harrison

Now we are even. — Lisi Harrison

More clench than butt cheeks. — Lisi Harrison

Never slam a car door. According to the Westchester elite, it's a heinous crime, as heartless as kicking a puppy. — Lisi Harrison

Miniatures made her feel like she was larger than life, like the world was in the palm of her hand. — Lisi Harrison

I completely remember the horror I felt when my pits started getting hairy. I would walk with my arms pressed against my sides. — Lisi Harrison

I'm not acting! shouted Cleo. She was in desperate need of more gloss. — Lisi Harrison

Lightning snapped the night sky like a jock's gym towel on a dork's butt. — Lisi Harrison

Do you work at the grocery store? Then why are you checking me out? — Lisi Harrison

The inaugural morning at Merston High was officially over. It was no longer a mysterious place in Melody's imagination, filled with endless possibilities and hooks on which to hang hopes for a better tomorrow. It was completely - boringly - normal. Like meeting an online crush after months of e-flirting, the reality didn't live up to the fantasy. It was dull, predictable, and way more attractive in the photos. — Lisi Harrison

After each dream, Frankie woke with a start, soaked in tears. But she found no relief in the peaceful silence of her room, because there everything was real. And the guilt was too immense to bear. Each time she opened her eyes, she'd quickly shut them. And wish that she had woken up for the very last time. — Lisi Harrison

A good boss asks what part she could have played in the problem. And then she asks herself what she can do better next time. — Lisi Harrison

Bean, what's one step worse then a fashion don't? ... a fashion don't even THINK about it. — Lisi Harrison

She'd be doing it strictly out of love for the craft - not for the claps that came with. — Lisi Harrison

One by one, drops fell from her eyes like they were on an assembly line - gather, fall, slide ... gather, fall, slide ... each one commemorating something she had lost. Hope. Faith. Confidence. Pride. Security. Trust. Independence. Joy. Beauty. Freedom. Innocence. — Lisi Harrison

Are you a wedgie?" Asked Massie. "No." "Then why are you all up in my butt?" Said Massie — Lisi Harrison

Besides, taking a chance on romance is a dance in tight pants. It's risky but frisky. But make the right move and your in the groove. — Lisi Harrison

Alicia, do I sell fertilizer?" Massie asked.
"No, why?" Alicia fell for Massie's setup.
"Then why do you think I give a crap? — Lisi Harrison

We're doing the Twyla, not Twilight, so stop sucking! — Lisi Harrison

This is a combo between Taco and Burrito, nacho! — Lisi Harrison

O Hathor," Cleo began, "why bless me with an abundance of gorgeousness and then deprive me of people to envy it? Especially on a Saturday night? — Lisi Harrison

Because whipping an atlas at Jackson's head while he was flirt-touching that Frankie girl in geography would have been very satisfying. And beating him with the Eiffel Tower snowglobe while he kissed Cleo in French would have been tres cathartic. But she hadn't. Instead she'd been egg-like: a hard shell on the outside, and a runny mess on the inside. — Lisi Harrison

And when things start to go wrong, a good boss doesn't just fire everybody and start over. — Lisi Harrison

What was it about high school that made people think with their insecurities instead of their brains? — Lisi Harrison

Pointing and clicking like Annie Leibovitz — Lisi Harrison

Insane was probably the right word, but Clawdeen preferred determined. — Lisi Harrison

You can critique her writing, but not her lifestyle. — Lisi Harrison

You must be poor.
why?
cuz ur not making any cents! — Lisi Harrison

IwantedtoshowmyuniformtomymomthismorningsoIwenttogetmytrashbagand- — Lisi Harrison

It was becoming more and more evident that Salem was a town that celebrated individuality, a real live-and-let-live kind of place. Melody felt a gut punch of regret. Her old nose would have fit in here.
"Look!" She pointed at the multicolored car whizzing by. Its black door were from a Mercedes coupe, the white hood from a BMW; the silver trunk was Jaguar, the red convertible top was Lexus, the whitewall tires were Bentley, the sound system was Bose, and the music was classical. A hood ornament from each model dangled from the rear view mirror. Its license plate appropriately read MUTT.
"That car looks like a moving Benton ad."
"Or a pileup on Rodeo drive." Candace snapped a picture with her iPhone and e-mailed to her friends back home. They responded instantly with a shot of what they were doing. It must have involved the mall because Candace picked up her pace and began asking anyone under the age of fifty where the cool people hung out. — Lisi Harrison

The Clique: The only thing harder then getting in is staying in. — Lisi Harrison

Claire, did I invite you to my barbeque?" Massie asked, her neck tilting to the right and her arms tightly crossed.
"Huh? No. I mean, I don't know," Claire said.
"Then why are you all up in my grill?" Massie said through her teeth. — Lisi Harrison

I don't like the vampire books. I don't like any of those. — Lisi Harrison

One of the best things you can relate to is a detailed story. — Lisi Harrison

I like writing about the issues we all bump up against as we get older, but I try to present them in a fun way. — Lisi Harrison

Are you a peice of Saran Wrap?
No
Well then why are you acting so clingy? — Lisi Harrison

Which was why Skye was in a recliner that went hot and cold more often than Blair and Nate. — Lisi Harrison

Am I a vampire?" Massie asked.
"Huh?" Alicia asked.
"Then why are you keeping me in the dark? — Lisi Harrison

She raced for him, propelled by the strength of a thousand regrets. — Lisi Harrison

A burrito is a delicious food item that breaks down all social barriers and leads to temporary spiritual enlightenment. — Lisi Harrison

The hardest thing about being a parent is watching your kids make mistakes. Our instinct is to protect you. But you're right, Deenie. Sometimes we have to step aside and let you make them anyway. The best we can do is be there when you mess up. — Lisi Harrison

Is my name V?
No...
Then why would I follow U? — Lisi Harrison

This is our big chance to see what people think of us. The real us. We have to show em there's nothing to be afraid of. If we don't get over our fears, they never will. — Lisi Harrison

And for a split second Cleo saw the value in living openly. Liberation was Windex for the soul. It let the light shine through. But why dwell? Nothing was ever going to change. — Lisi Harrison

Those fruity drinks better have a lot of caffeine in them or I'll never make it through World Issues. — Lisi Harrison

She didn't mind a little rain. At least no one would see her cry. — Lisi Harrison

Second chances come when we least expect them. — Lisi Harrison

Ignorance is bliss was bull. Melody had been ignorant her whole life, and things were far from blissful. It was time to give knowledge is power a try. — Lisi Harrison

I'd rather be a friendless loser than have a bunch of friends who secretly hated me. (spoken by Massie Block) — Lisi Harrison

Friends first."
"Even before Brett?"
"Always," Bekka said. Her lively freckled face was dead serious.
"Wow," Melody said in surprise. They really were friends. Hearing it helped her feel it. And feeling it was like sinking deeper into a warm bath. — Lisi Harrison

This isn't going to be pretty. Rules will be broken. Friendships will be tested. And huge risks will be taken. But they're small prices to pay for true love and freedom, right? — Lisi Harrison

The confusing lesson whipped Frankie's anger into something she had never felt before. It was like an emotional meringue - the airy feeling of loneliness topped with the hard crisp of injustice. Yet its taste was far from sweet. — Lisi Harrison

You thought we were the most outstanding students in our freshman class. You were wrong. We are pretenders. — Lisi Harrison

Something about Bekka and Haylee reminded her of Candace's line between ingenious and insane. Ingenuity inspired their dreams, and insanity gave them the courage to pursue them. It was something Melody wanted for herself. — Lisi Harrison

One question:do you want to hang ten or BE a ten?-Massie Block — Lisi Harrison

Merri-Lee ripped herself away and scampered for her YSL heels. She slid — Lisi Harrison

Do I look like a Jonas Brother? Then why is everyone waiting for me to lose it? — Lisi Harrison

All she needed now was a happy ending. — Lisi Harrison

My goal is to teach readers how to treat and respect themselves and each other in an entertaining way. I do that in all of my books. — Lisi Harrison

Is this place called Virgins? Well, I shouldn't be here! -Nina — Lisi Harrison

It's never too late to fix things with people you love, Massie. Kendra said.
That's true. William agreed. — Lisi Harrison

Candace nodded a little too hard. She loved making her ponytail swing. — Lisi Harrison

You are such an LBR. — Lisi Harrison

Uh, I thought DVDs werne't allowed at my sleepovers.
They're not.
Then why am i watching the Lady and the Tramp? — Lisi Harrison

Inspiration is all around us. Don't let the brain limit the mind . — Lisi Harrison

Wearing nothing but sweats and a sheer coat of lip gloss, she wiggle through her frosted window and jumped six feet to freedom, feeling more charged than a Visa card at Christmas time. — Lisi Harrison

Sorry, No conprendo I don't speak Loser. — Lisi Harrison

Kuh-laire, Is cam a fattening Girl Scout Cookie layered with peanut butter and a chocolate coating?
No.
Then dont make him a tagalong! — Lisi Harrison

Was this how the characters in Harry Potter felt when the spoke the name of You-Know-Who? — Lisi Harrison

To climb steep hills requires a slow pace at first. William Shakespeare. — Lisi Harrison

I know when I'm not wanted," joked Uncle Vlad. "Guess I'll make like under-eye cream and get the bags. — Lisi Harrison

Is that Nutella and bacon? — Lisi Harrison

Loser loser Double loser whatever as if get the picture DUH! — Lisi Harrison

If at first you don't succeed, You're not an Alpha — Lisi Harrison