We went back to the weird Institute building. At night there was a lot more activity. Erasers coming in non-stop. Nice cars, nice clothes, nice smug faces (that I wanted to smash!). -Fang's Blog

Yeah, well, asparagus is good for me, but it still makes me want to throw up.

Part 5 The Voice- Make that my voice

You mean other than the wings? I once ate nine snicker bars in a row without barfing. It was a record.

People always remember the worst day of their lifes. It becomes a part of them forever.

Can you giggle while racing for your life and protecting a six-year-old? I can.

Yeah, and so Max and Dylan are supposed to, like, go to Germany and have kids together," I heard Gazzy say. My eyes popped open and I bolted upright. "What?" Fang said, his voice icy. "Gazzy!" I yelled. Wide blue eyes looked at me in surprise, then back at Fang's stoic face. "Oh. Was I not supposed to say anything?" Gazzy asked.