High school wasn't a trial by fire or some ordeal that had to be survived. It was all a big joke. You just had to provide the laugh track.

Tally smiled. At least she was causing trouble to the end. "I'm Tally Youngblood," she said. "make me pretty.

You're splitting?" "No sh*it, Sherlock.

Sometimes it felt like her life was a series of falls from ever-greater heights.

It's just been a long week, that's all." "It's monday night, Jess." "My point exactly.

Come on, it's almost midnight. Let's go watch them cut the cake.

But you know what? It's not my behavior I'm worried about anymore. It's yours.