He knew her now. She was the weird girl in the class above him, who dyed her hair pink and always wore… — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
“Oh, wait, okay, you need my help. What do you need? Do you need practice kissing girls? That’s totally fine. I can… — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
Foul!" yelled Jamie, who seemed extremely happy not to be the one facing a blade. "Distracting technique! Put your shirt back on… — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
“I cook better than you," Nick corrected absently. "I think monkeys can probably be taught to cook better than you." "I'd like… — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
You’re crazy,” said her best friend, Angela, as the bell rang to signal five minutes before the first class on the first day back… — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
I wish," Jared began, and stopped, breathing in. "Do you remember how you used to believe I wasn't real? Sometimes I wish that was… — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
“I saw strangers’ faces passing me, a brief sympathetic glance, a wolf whistle from a car at the soaking-wet girl. No help was to… — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
Nick looked vaguely homicidal, but that was sort of his default expression. — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
“You should wear whatever clothing you feel most comfortable in. Being comfortable in yourself is the best way to be attractive to others.” — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
Jared glared. Some people, Kami knew, had bedroom eyes. She was saddened to have to admit that Jared had filthy alleyway eyes. — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
“There was silence in her head and silence beneath her window, and still she could not sleep.” — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
“I'm not doing much, said Jared, warm in her mind, the amusement lingering. Just stuck in an elevator with this creepy Asian girl giving… — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
“The most annoying thing, perhaps, was that the elven troop were obviously good people and were being kind to them, and yet Elliot felt… — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
She clenched her fist in his T-shirt, put her other arm around those too-broad, too-real shoulders. When he tried to pull away, she held… — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
I don't want to seem ungrateful when you have given me this thoughtful, homemade and totally terrifying gift," Jamie told him. "But you can't… — Sarah Rees Brennan Copy Share Image
