You never know what you’re going to have to face, so you’d better be prepared.
BECCA FITZPATRICKYouve never been to school, ever? If thats true and youre right, i dont think it iswhat made you decide to come this year? You….Your eyes, nora. Those cold, pale gray eyes are surprisingly irresistible. He tipped his head sideways, as if to study me from a new angle. And that killer curvy mouth
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Did they look like anyone we know? For example a cross between pippi longstocking and the wicked witch of the west would obviously give us marcie millar
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You smell good.” “it’s called a shower. Soap, shampoo, water-” “naked. I know the drill.
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If you can’t feel, why did you kiss me?” patch traced a finger along my collarbone, then headed south stopping at my heart. I felt it pounding through my skin. “because i feel it here, in my heart,” he said quietly.
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Youve never been to school, ever? If thats trueand youre right, i dont think it iswhat made you decide to come this year? You.
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He nuzzles my neck affectionately. “i love you. I’m happier right now than i ever remember being.
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What little light was left inside me flickered out.
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Are we going to have to teach you to fight, angel?
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She already has a car. A ford. Thats like toyotas worst enemy.
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Are you gloating inside? That’s what this is about, isn’t it? Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up in my face!” […] “i get that you’re angry,” said patch. “i am ripped apart!” i shouted.
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You laugh, but you haven’t seen me in a tux. Or maybe you don’t like broad-shouldered guys with muscular chest and washboard abs?
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Reading a good book in silence is like eating chocolate for the rest of your life and never getting fat.
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A girl could lather up in soap like that.
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I looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night’s rain. Or angel magic
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You’re a liar!” he turned around, his black eyes snapping. “i’m also a thief, a gambler, a cheat, and a murdered. But this happens to be one of the rare times when i’m telling the truth. Go home. Consider yourself lucky. You’ve got a chance to start fresh. Not everyone can say the same.
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Anything was better than nothing. Half-full was better than empty. Ignorance was the lowest form of humiliation and suffering.
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