In a place where everyone knew my story, it was nice to know there was a chapter that ONLY I HAD TO READ. :)

Not knowing you can't do something, is sometimes all it takes to do it.

Tell me or I'll yell for Mr. and Mrs. Baxter, and you can find out how bex became bex

Lies," Mr Solomon said the next morning as he walked into the classroom. "We tell them to our friends," he said. "We tell them to our enemies. And eventually...we tell them to ourselves.

You really saw some?" Liz said an hour later. Sure, we had the stereo blaring and the shower running, but Liz still whispered, "They really...exist?" "Liz," I whispered back, "they're not unicorns." "No," Bex said flatly, "they're boys. And they're...good.

Gabrielle was insulted and didn't even bother to hide it. 'Oh, and I suppose you think your dad was alone when he free-climbed the Kyoto Banking Tower on a windy day last September.

Hiding is for amateurs.