Now that we were alone,i was self-conscious and cranky again.Why had i wanted to stay?if i had been programmed to want to be with dylan,heads were gonna roll,i promise you that.

I don't know about the rest of you who have little voices, but something about mine made me feel completely compelled to listen to it.

I led the way toward the crowd, trying to look casual, like, Fly? Me? Nah.

Angel wanted them all to burn in h-e- double toothpicks forever.

Yes!” said Fang, punching the air. “Freaks rule.

My, g**, he was as strong as a team of oxen. That would be strong right?

Just for fun I flew in huge banking arcs, taking deep breaths, enjoying the feel of my newly weightless hair. The stylist had called it “wind tossed.” If only she knew.