Prefects. I had learned this one. Student council types, but with superpowers. They who must be obeyed.

Go see old virgins! Now ask a strange boy out, you shy, Retarded thing!

People always say they can't do things, that they're impossible. They just haven't been creative enough.

Once again, her parents' problems had run through her life like a piece of heavy equipment, smashing everything in their way.

Why Paris? Paris needs no reason. Paris is its own reason.

No sausage?" he asked. Apparently my pork consumption habits were a matter of public record.

There is nothing about a bad situation that fourteen hyper cheerleaders can't worsen.