Is it him?” Dad asked. “Did he get you into trouble?” “Not me,” Shane said. “I’ve just got that kind of face.

Don’t,” Michael said. It was soft, and it was a warning, through and through. “You try to hurt her again and I’ll pull your arm off.

Hannah leaned against the wall. "Mind if I call shotgun?" Since you're carrying one? Feel free.

I drink blood, you eat tacos, get the f*ck over it!" -Michel Glass

Yeah, and by the way? How much does it suck that I'm an adult if I kill somebody, and not if I want a beer?

Hey,” he said softly. He moved closer to the bars, pressing his face between them. “I always said you were jailbait, but this is ridiculous.

We can be lonely together