I don’t know; I still like the name Six. Maren Elizabeth was when I was a different person, and right now Six just feels right. It can be short for something if someone asks.” Sam looks over. “For what? Sixty?

My experiences have taught me that things rarely improve with a simple change of scenery.

No more, no less. I'm an idiot. I really need to let this crush go.

Being in love is a very strange thing. Your thoughts constantly drift towards this other person, no matter what you're doing.

I don't know why I still feel this pit in my stomach whenever I get a moment to think. I know what the pit is, too; I feel lonely. But I'm not alone, I keep telling myself.

I am not who you thik I am,' I say. 'Who are you?' 'I am number Four.

I grab Sarah’s hand. “You are more than that. I need you here with me. You’re pretty much the only thing keeping me from completely melting down.” “I get it,” she says. “You’re going to save the freaking world and I’m going to help you. That whole saying about behind every great man there is a great woman? I can be that for you. I just want to be a great woman with excellent aim.