It was something of a mystery how a couple of teenage girls had managed to escape detection for two years, especially when one of them was a privileged Moroi princess and the other a delinquent dhampir with a disciplinary file so long that it broke school records.
Richelle MeadCome on,"he said, gesturing toward the exit. "let's take a walk." "Where?" "It doesn't matter. We just need you calmed down or you'll be in no shape to fight." "Yeah? Are you afraid of my possibly insane dark side coming out?" "No, I'm afraid of your normal Rose Hathaway side coming out, the one that isn't afraid to jump in without thinking when she believes something is right." I gave him a dry look. "Is there are a difference?" "Yes. The second one scares me.
Richelle MeadI've lost someone, too; someone I loved. I know how you feel." - Does it get easier? "Yes. But you'll never be the same again.
Richelle MeadSydney: I can do a lot of things, Adrian. Andโat the risk of sounding egotistical โI mean, well, I can do a lot of pretty awesome things that most people canโt." Adrian: โDonโt I know it. You can change a tire in ten minutes while speaking Greek.โ Sydney: โFive minutes.
Richelle MeadHey, a guy can hope. I mean, itโs not impossible that a car full of scantily clad sorority girls might break down outside and need my help.โ โThatโs true,โ I said. โMaybe I can put a sign out front that says, โATTENTION ALL GIRLS: FREE HELP HERE.โโ โโATTENTION ALL HOT GIRLS,โโ he corrected, straightening up. โRight,โ I said, trying not to roll my eyes. โThatโs an important distinction.โ He pointed at me with the pool stick. โSpeaking of hot, I like that uniform.โ This time, I did roll my eyes.
Richelle MeadHey." She said, looking up from an open book propped up on one knee. She brushed a few strands of pale hair out of her face. Her boyfriend, Christian, lay on the floor near her, his head propped up on her other knee. He greeted me by way of a nod. Concidering the antagonism the sometimes flared up between us, that was almost on par with him giving me a bear hug.
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