The worst pain in the world goes beyond the physical. Even further beyond any other emotional pain one can feel. It is the betrayal of a friend.

A crease found it's way onto Joss's forehead. Because he was certain that Sirus was wrong. Girls were more complicated than boys. Girls communicated in a language that only they understood. And Joss wasn't sure at all that he would ever understand them.

A label doesn't make something so. A label is just a word. It's what a person does that makes them who they are

Vampires,after all,don't sparkle.

Someday, my young friend, you'll find out that girls are actually people too. Just like you and me.

If stakes and garlic were the top two things that could kill a vampire, ninth grade gym was a close third.

Live and everyone would die. Die and everyone would live. It seemed like such a simple choice. But nothing is ever as simple as it seems.