I really love middle-grade. Middle-grade books have a little more of a magical, light-hearted feel. You can be a little bit more quirky, you can have a little more humor. It doesn't get so dark and deep.

Awww," Minho said. "That's almost as sweet as that time she slammed the end of a spear into your shuck face.

Wonder why we can do this,' he called out with his mind. The mental effort of speaking to her was already straining—he felt a headache forming like a bulge in his brain. 'Maybe we were lovers,' Teresa said. Thomas tripped and crashed to the ground. Smiling sheepishly at Minho, who’d turned to look without slowing, Thomas got back up and caught up to him. 'What?' he finally asked. He sensed a laugh from her, a watery image full of color.

Yeah, you're a regular Mozart...well, except for the whole music thing.

Things are really weird around here, and most of us don't know everything. Half of everything.

Rose took my nose, I suppose

Ah, my Knight in Shining Armor. What, you don't think I can fend for myself?