All of my characters tend to be montages of different people I've met: little bits and pieces of their personalities put together.

You promised, Seaweed brain. We would not get separated! Ever again!

He remembered his home now, and that gave him new determination to succeed. He was fighting for two camps now -- two families.

Your uncle," Poseidon sighed, "has always had a flair for dramatic exits. I think he would've done well as the god of theater.

That's it, cupcake. You're going down.

The sign was spray-painted in Arabic and English, probably from some attempt by the farmer to sell his wares in the market. The English read: Dates-best price. Cold Bebsi. "Bebsi?" I asked. "Pepsi," Walt said. "I read about it on the Internet. There's no 'p' in Arabic. Everyone here calls the soda Bebsi." "So you have to have Bebsi with your bizza?" "Brobably.

Stupid Sixteen year old kid falling from the sky! I'm late!