Trolling for girls at the beach was okay by me, but I didn’t want it to be our sole focus. Besides, the girls I liked had more interesting things to do than spend every waking moment sitting around at the beach comparing tans.
I knew what Saint Dane was sensing. I knew why he was confused. he thought I was done. He thought we were done. He was wrong, and that’s what he was sensing. He felt our presence.
I’ve made mistakes. More than my share. Hopefully, I’ve learned from them, but can’t guarentee anything. There’s only one thing I can promise. I’m taking this to the end.” -Bobby Pendragon
You want to kill me, don’t you? And here I thought you and your friends were so righteous. You are just as capable of evil as anyone. Perhaps more so. Yet you believe your brand of evil is justified, so long as it serves your own misguided purposes.” –Saint Dane
I was disappointed in Coop. He hated being bored and so did I. He was always looking for different things to do and coming up with new adventures that kept us moving. That was his job.
I felt as if I learned a few things. I learned that it’s sometimes okay to think like a weenie, so long as you don’t act like one—at least not all the time. I learned that it’s okay to be wrong, as long as you can admit it and are willing to listen to those who may know better.
There were eleven of us. Each more different than the next. All with the same mindset. Things weren’t the way they were meant to be. It was our job to make things right. We were the soldiers of Halla. It was time for us to take it back.
