Foxy girls know that silence may be golden-but only for four seconds. Anything longer and you're heading for Awkward Avenue.

However, because they have no actual interests of their own (or if they do, they squelch them in order to fit in) and merely pursue those that they think will look best on their college apps, they're zombies.

But he's looking for love in all the wrong places. Like fancy under catalogs At least he knows enough not to date while he's campaigning

In a way, I was incredibly proud of her (not that I had any intention of letting it show while I was beating the crap out of her).

Don't cry." "How can I not?" I asked him. "You just said you loved me." "Well, why else did you think all of this was happening?" He set the book aside to wrap his arms around me. "The Furies wouldn't be trying to kill you if I didn't love you." "I didn't know," I said. Tears were trickling down my cheeks, but I did nothing to try to stop them. His shirt was absorving most of them. "You never said anything about it. Every time I saw you, you just acted so... wild." "How was I supposed to act?" he asked. "You kept doing things like throwing tea in my face.

...men aren't in touch with their emotions, and don't share enough [?]

Who knew an elf queen could be so vicious!