My style is colloquial storytelling. It's the way we tell stories to one another - it's not writerly, it's not overdone.

I stood my ground. "You evil scientist are all the same--evil. Count me out." Fang and I brushed past Mr. God and walked quickly but smoothly to the exit. It was barely noon, and I'd already made a huge enemy. Dang, I'm good.

It's funny how different people are. If I'd been this kid and someone was snarling "Ordering a pizza?" at me, without even thinking, I would have snarled back "Yeah. You want pepperoni?" -Maximum Ride

The receptionist looked us over, then went back to typing something incredibly urgent—like her résumé́ for another job.

Love means never having to be apart

Yes," I said. "My name is seven-five-nine-nine-three-nine-ex-dash-one. Junior.

If you're in the room, I want to be next to you. If you're gone, I think about you. You're who I want to talk to. In a fight, I want you at my back. When we're together the sun is shining. When we're apart, everything is in shades of gray.