I so rarely have the chance to field-test anything. Amelie is so conservative about these things -Myrnin

How you going to stop me, cupcake? Hit me with your book bag?" "If I have to.

Paul?” I said. My voice shook a little. “It’s Jo.” Silence. I couldn’t tell what was happening on the other end. Then, very quietly, “Jesus.” “No, just Joanne, although I can see how you might make the mistake, coming back from the dead and all.

Expecting anybody else?" Shane asked Eve. "Your distant cousin Jack the Ripper dropping by too?" "Screw you, Collins.

You okay?" "Fine." "Your heart's beating really fast." "Gee, thanks. That's very comforting that you can hear it." He smiled, and it was the old Michael, the one she'd first met before all the vamp stuff. "Yeah, I know it is. Sorry. Just stay behind me if there's trouble." "You sound like Shane." "Well, he did say he'd kill me if I got you hurt. I'm just looking after my own neck." "Liar.

Well,” Naomi said cheerfully, “what’s the worst that can happen?” They were silent, considering that, because there were just so many possibilities. But in the end, it was a better idea than Facebook.

“There is no drama so great as that of a teenage girl,” ... “Except yours.”