Call me crazy, but there's just something cheering about seeing huge raptors tear into Eraser flesh.

You...are...a...fridge...with wings,' Fang ground out, punching an Eraser hard with every word. 'We're...freaking...ballet...dancers.

Pain fades,” I said slowly. “But being a nutcase seems to stick around. Guess who got the better deal here?” The last thing I remember is Mr. Chu’s face blazing with fury.

the next morning, fang and i broke up. now let me get this strait, i broke up with him. a split second after he broke up with me.

It is my time. The time of maximum ride.

Love hurts." Oh, shut UP!" - pg 123

So you have you price," I said with a mouthful of crumbs. "Your soul for a cookie." Fang made sure Dr. Martinez wasn't looking and then shot me the bird.