After a lifetime of wanting to be loved, she didn't think she could bear it if it finally happened just before she was about to die.

— Heather Demetrios

A little bit closer to the stars, anything seemed possible.

— Heather Demetrios

Even Mom doesn't understand how being in front of a camera all the time twists and warps you. How one second it makes you feel unbelievably alive and the next publicly strips you down until all that's left is one big question mark.

— Heather Demetrios

Hate is a lot like love. It's warm and fills you up until every part of you is tingling to release it.

— Heather Demetrios

He looks like the kind of boy who would jump trains, strum guitars, and pass a joint.

— Heather Demetrios

I don't like seeing myself on camera." But that's not it--that sounds shallow, like I'm worried I'll look fat or something. "It's like somebody is walking on my grave. TV immortalizes you. The episodes are what my family would watch if I died.

— Heather Demetrios

If my sister were a character in a Victorian drama, she would be the snobbish rich girl with a penchant for talking shit about everyone behind their fan.

— Heather Demetrios

I'm not Bonnie™ or Chloe. I'm the essence of her, the nontrademarked person the camera can never capture, and my parents have no right to sign over. There is a sovereign nation encased in this skin that MetaReel can never trademark.

— Heather Demetrios

I'm the girl who's desperate to get out of her small town because if she doesn't, she knows she'll die. She knows her soul will start to rot, like fruit gone bad.

— Heather Demetrios

I thought of all the summer evenings I'd spent sitting in the chairs under the trees beside the trailer, reading books that helped me escape Creek View, at least for a little while. Magical kingdoms, Russian love triangles, and the March sisters couldn't have been further away from the trailer park.

— Heather Demetrios