The fact is, I love him. He's the boy I want and one day he'll be MINE.

We were a very funny family. Humour was the tool with which my brother and I tried to get attention. We were always trying to be the funniest.

Why had I taken all those useless classes like bio and German when I should have been taking lipreading?

I thought you'd like it," he said, seeming hurt. "You look very pretty.

I needed another soda. I’d only had six since breakfast.

This is not to say that I wasn't completely repulsed. I mean, I wasn't exactly proud that my stepbrother was in there tongue wrestling with the second stupidest person in our class, after himself.

I've come to the conclusion that, aside from Nazis, the Taliban, and possibly the honey badger, there is no one on the planet more merciless than a teenage girl once she's decided she dislikes you.