The silence between us stretched out, but it wasn't awkward. Sometimes there are people you can be quiet with, and you never feel the need to fill the gap with meaningless chit-chat. I'd only become that close to a couple people in my hometown, and I'd always thought it took years. Lucas and I were already there.

The library would've cheered me up, most days. I loved the heavy oaken tables, the high walls stacked with books to the ceiling, the musty smell of old pages and the heavy brass fixtures that had gone dark with age and wear.

I’m going, and don’t you dare try to stop me.” I ran through the door, willing myself to make it downstairs before I started to cry.

It’s less as if he sees me and more as if . . . something happens to him.

I hear your insults and plan to silence them with my victory.

He’d protect me and shelter me forever. But I was beginning to realize that being sheltered came at a price.

It wasn't badass. I don't really do badass.