Because being so dependent on people scares me.

I'm sorry," he says, "for that time I kissed you at that party and for that time at the wedding and more than anything for the thousand times that I wanted to and didn't have the guts to.

Sit back and get some sleep. Oh great. So if we have an accident and I'm asleep my resistance toward fighting death will be down and I'll wake up in a morgue.

Causing a riot is what I do best.

There's not much you need to know about the world. Except how to use a sword and trust very few.

Who do you hang out with?" Natalia asks, looking over my shoulder. She's always done that. Wherever you are, whoever you are, she'll always look over your shoulder to see if there's someone more exciting to speak to. It used to make me feel paranoid.

I think if I'm ever asked to recall what Year 12 was all about, I'll remember it as one big cappuccino experience.