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Kaylee do you know why you are here?" "Yeah. Because the doors are locked. -- Rachel Vincent
10:38 AM - Third period. Kaylee has no class this period. I have no one to kill. Coincidence, or fate? -- Rachel Vincent
So ... will you stay with me until it's over? Please?" "Kaylee, I would do anything for the girl who granted my dying wish. -- Rachel Vincent
Have you and Nash both lost your minds? This is really a very simple concept--one that you taught me! Hellion equals evil. Period!" -Kaylee to Tod -- Rachel Vincent
You're not lost, Kaylee. You can't ever be lost, because I'll always know where you are. And if I'm not there with you, I'm on my way, and nothing standing between us will be standing for very long. -- Rachel Vincent
I love you, Kaylee. More than I've ever loved anyone. More than I will ever love anyone. If I could freeze this moment in time and never have to let you go, I would do it without a second thought. -- Rachel Vincent
Her dark-eyed glare narrowed on me. "You could have least given him a shirt, Kaylee." "Like you're an expert on when it's appropriate to wear a shirt." Sabine bristled. "This seems headed into girl-fight territory," Tod said. "Should I make popcorn? -- Rachel Vincent
Kaylee and Nash are like those rocks that ancient cave people used to make fire. Bang them together, and you get sparks." Sabine said. "Let's never again use the phrase 'bang them together' in reference to my brother and my girlfriend," Tod mumbled. -- Rachel Vincent
Come on, Kaylee, before I choke on testosterone and melodrama. -- Rachel Vincent
Kaylee, you're adding two and two and coming up with seven. -- Rachel Vincent
Survival strategy. If you're not careful, this place will eat you alive, and Kaylee's like bait for the beasts. -- Rachel Vincent
I want you, Kaylee, like I've never wanted anything. Ever. I want the fire. I want the heat, and the light, and I want the burn. -- Rachel Vincent
What if I was the sexual equivalent of popcorn? Suitable for light snacking only? -- Rachel Vincent
I don't want to wear your dad's clothes. He hates me." "You'd rather wear mine?" Nash scowled. -- Rachel Vincent
But I'll be fine. I'll be with Tod. He's a good guy, you know." He just hides it under all the sarcasm and curls. -- Rachel Vincent
Harmony glanced to her left, and my gaze followed hers to the living room, where my aunt had died, my cousin had been restored, and I'd whacked a psychotic grim reaper with a cast-iron skillet. Weirdest. Tuesday. Ever. -- Rachel Vincent
How long until you have to go...reap?" I whispered as my arms slid around his neck. Like we were dancing. Only we weren't moving, and there was no music. "Don't know. Don't care." "Won't you get in trouble if you miss something?" "See my previous answer. -- Rachel Vincent
Sabine gestured to him with the half-eaten crust. "I like him. Not sure why he's wasting his time with the pole dancer, though." Tod laughed out loud and I groaned. "Sophie takes ballet and jazz. She's not a pole dancer." "There's more money in pole dancing," Sabine insisted. -- Rachel Vincent
Hey, do you wanna go out for..." His words melted with a sigh when he noticed Tod, but then he rallied with a smile. "Hi, Tod, I didn't realise you were here. In my daughter's bedroom. With the door closed." "Happy to be here," Tod said, and I groaned out loud. -- Rachel Vincent
His name's Nash." Aunt Val took a butter knife from the silverware drawer. "What year is he?" I groaned inwardly. "Senior." ...here we go ... Her smile was a little too enthusiastic. "Well that's wonderful!" Of course, what she really meant was "Rise from the shadows, social leper, and walk in the bright light of acceptance! -- Rachel Vincent
Why do I always have to be the one who says 'stop'?" I demanded, my voice little more than a moan. "You don't. In fact, at this point I'm considering a petition to that word stricken from the English language." His grin was almost lazy, the gleam in his eyes an effortless challenge. "If I did, would you sign? -- Rachel Vincent
I nodded, chewing my own syrup-soaked bite. "But surely that's not all there is to it. I mean, really? A big picnic? That's Avari's master plan? That makes him sound about as dangerous as Yogi Bear." Tod shrugged. "Yeah. If Yogi were a soul-sucking, body-stealing, boyfriend-snatching, damned-soul-torturing evil demon from another world. Besides, what else could he be planning? -- Rachel Vincent
The three of you are enough to drive a mara mad.'She can wear my shirt," she growled in an imitation of Nash."No,she can wear my shirt,"she said switching to Tod's smoother tone.Then Sabine took off down the hall without a glance at any of us."I have a spare.Come on, Kaylee,before I choke on testosterone and melodrama. -- Rachel Vincent

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