What tinfoil?" he asked.

I don't know if there is actually more rain here in England, or if it was just that the rain seemed to be so deliberately annoying. Every drop hit the window with a peevish "Am I bothering you? Does this make you cold and wet? Oh, sorry.

She had always thought applying to college would be exciting. Living away from home, meeting so many new people, Learning new things, making a few poor life desicisons.

They weren't pressed together as closely as normal, but his shoulder bumped hers, then remained there. It was very subtle, and possibly even accidental, but it was enough.

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

I may have been a complete lunatic, but I was a complete lunatic with manners.

Don't get stabbed. It makes everything awkward.