'When you were little, what inspired you to feel this way?'" Then he paused and asked, "Looking in the mirror and having it crack in two?" Instead of clobbering him, I laughed-the kind of laugh that escapes into the air before you can catch it. The kind of chuckle that shows a tiny form of acceptance. Trevor obviously didn't expect me to find his remark entertaining. He was primed for a fight. We both cracked up and locked eyes. His gaze lingered a little too long, not in a creepy way, but in a way that says I'm not ready to let this moment go.

Some people spend all their lives searching for their soul mates.

(Raven) "Makes me think of werewolves. Do you think a man can change into an animal?" (Alexander) "If he's with the right girl.

Raven! What are you doing up so late? You have school tomorrow!"..."But I thought it was just the one time?

Black is a girl's best friend.

Raven: So Alexander, now we know what we do all day. What do you do? Alexander: I spend it thinking about you.

The hunt isn't sustaining me. It's flowing blood that I really crave. The sweet taste of red succulent liquid mixing with the salt of my beloved as it drips and dances on his flesh. To know that someone will ache for me as much as I hunger for him and eternally satiate each other. I want someone to satisfy my hunger forever.