Okay, yeah, he staggered back and fell into the condiments. Big deal. There wasn't any blood. I didn't even get him in the face. He saw my fist coming, and at the last minute he ducked, so instead of punching him in the nose, like I intended, I ended up punching him in the neck. I highly doubt it even left a bruise.
Meg CabotYou and me?โ I let out a stunned bark of laughter. โThere is no you and me.โ โThatโs what you think,โ Chaz says, tugging on his coat. โAnd Iโll be damned if Iโm going to wait around until you figure out that isnโt true.โ โFine,โ I say โIโm not asking you to, am I?โ โNo.โ Chaz is smilingโฆ but not like heโs happy. โBut you would if you had the slightest idea what was good for you.โ And with that, he yanks open the door and storms through it, slamming it closed behind him with enough force to cause the windowpanes to rattle. And then heโs gone.
Meg CabotI was the kind of kid who couldn't really stop making up stories during class. I didn't do very well academically because I was always drawing these little doodles in the margins of my notebooks and I wasn't bringing home the best grades.
Meg Cabothe'd know that I think that . . . well, that bending an enemy's will through military force is the absolute last way a nation ought to go about solving their problems.
Meg CabotBut as you age, you lose other, even more important things, like friends-hopefully only bad friends, who maybe weren't as good for you as you once thought. With luck, you'll be able to hang on to your true friends, the ones who were always there for you....even when you thought they weren't. Because friends like that are more precious then all the tiaras in the world
Meg Cabot