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

Does anything on you work properly?" Asked ter Borcht. "Well, I do have a highly developed sense of irony." Replied Iggy.

"I feel like, like pudding," Iggy groaned. "Pudding with nerve endings. Pudding in great pain."

Congratulations. The fact that you're reading this means you've taken one giant step closer to surviving until your next birthday.

Excuse me? I'm alive too.

You can help each other, Max, said the unwelcome voice. You're perfect complements to each other. "Shut up!" I hissed under my breath, and Dylan looked startled. "I didn't say anything." Gritting my teeth, I nodded. "No, I know. It's just-" I decided to take a risk and stare him down. "I hear voices, okay? If you're gonna be here, get used to it. Or else keep your distance.

Homework is a term that means grown up imposed yet self-afflicting torture.