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Echo, how could you think I would leave you? How can you doubt how I feel?

Oddly enough, I feel the most alone when I'm in a room full of people.

Fire can destroy, but it can also create-provide warmth, protection.

I don't give a fuck about your scars.

I inhale his dark scent, and I have the overwhelming feeling of coming home

Pigpen got excited because he made me grin when he told me that he thought PTSD stood for Probably There's Something wrong but Dunno what.

I rested my forehead against hers. "I want you to be happy."
"You, too," she whispered.

My little nymph's laughter filled my soul.

Eli's on my left and Pigpen on my right as we take off. Both have their guns still drawn and their expressions are deadly.

The suck part about falling is that eventual crash landing.

Ms. Whitlock is lost in her own world as she continues babbling about poem interpretations and people who died too long ago.

Ms. Whitlock points at the clock over her desk.

Normal. She wanted normal and so did I. "You know what's normal?"
"What?" She wiped away her remaining tears. "Calculus.

But i loved Echo. I needed her. And i was going to win her back.

I could teach you to drive if you 're ready to admit you don't know how.

My father was missing some very important meeting, and my stepmother from Oz? I'm sure she was missing her brain.

Isaiah and I were meant to be friends and now I'm losing my only friend.

Dear Lord, I think I broke something, like my liver.

There are lies in life we accept. Whether it's for the sake of ignorance, bliss, or, in my case, survival, we all make our choices.

Pigpen and Dust lent a hand.

I barely heard her muffled comment of "Yay," but the sarcastic jazz hands were hard to miss.

Pigpen goes silent and that causes my bones to quiver. The two of us get along because I'm the silent one and he's the one who can't shut up.

Chris reveres her as his own religion.

He's my brother, not by blood, but in the way it counts. We've stood strong on the streets together. There's nothing I wouldn't do for him or Beth

Luke used to give me butterflies. Noah spawned mutant pterodactyls.

I must have killed a lot of cows in a past life for Karma to hate me this much.

Near the pool table, two guys straighten from the shots they were lining up.
Dust places his pool stick on the table.

I'm in love with you. This isn't a memory, but a promise, do you hear me?

I moaned and he moaned and my mind and soul and body stood on the edge of pure ecstasy.

Noah freezes, sort of like he went into shock. The right side of my mouth twitches. Mark the date, world. I stunned the great Noah Hutchins.

We don't need to have sex. There are other things i can do to help you sleep.

Pigpen jumps off as well but snatches my arm, gripping like he means to cause pain.

I think I'm falling for you, too, and it terrifies me.

So how many of you liked the poem?" Ms. Whitlock asks.
The entire class raises their hands. The entire class, except for me and Razor.

Getting drunk doesn't make anything untrue.

But then again, I shouldn't judge. That is, after all, my pet peeve.

What's going down in your brain?" Pigpen asks.
"Who shot me?"
"We don't know." The way he makes direct eye contact, he's not lying.

Pigpen pushes off the wall. "Won't be far."
Which means he'll be outside the door, standing guard.

With a room like this, I bet he buys brand-name cereal

Pigpen slides into the man's space and goes nose to nose. To the cop's credit, he doesn't flinch.

It's the people who smile at you during the day while plunging a knife in your back that are the monsters.

Her kiss is soft and warm-inviting. We both explore, a hesitant dance as we glide over lines neither of us imagined crossing.

I love you enough to never make you choose.

Once upon a time, my world revolved around you.

I don't touch people and they don't touch me.

Razor," Pigpen calls as I straddle my bike.
When I meet his eyes, he continues, "Are you tight?

The boy everyone sees but nobody knows is with the girl who everybody knows but nobody sees. There's

A storm's always coming," I state. "Some don't have rain.

Anything for you.

She'd come home with me to act as my barrier for Family Friday-or as i liked to refer it, Dinner for the Damned.

Food shouldn't be half-bad. It should be all good.

It means freedom. Something I'll never have. My destiny was built for me before I sucked in my first breath.

Trust. Why not ask me to do something easier, like prove the existence of God? Even God had given up on me.

God touched him." Pigpen points one finger in the air. "And with that one touch, he dislocates Jacobs hip. One touch and it was over.

I don't like the thoughts running through your head. I plan on staying here until you look me in the eye and tell me you 're mine.

The blonde checks out the legs of the car like Pigpen checks out the legs of my English teacher--like a dog in heat.

I promise I'll take care of you," he whispers. "You're safe with me.

Depth perception and beer obviously weren't related.

Are you wowed?" Her pause is debilitating.
"Yes," she says a little breathlessly. "I'm wowed.

He shoved his hands in his pockets. His hair fell into his eyes, blocking my new favorite view.

My damned little siren laughed at me. "I see your language has improved."
Poof - like magic, the anger disappeared.

I love you." So much that sometimes it hurts.
Noah tilts his head down, and his nose skims against mine. "You're my whole world, Echo.

Hey, Violet," Dust says. "Your mom's in the kitchen.

They weren't coming back and I could never re-create what we had, but I could move forward.

You okay, brother?" Pigpen asks.

And if by some miracle he did manage to start the truck, Pigpen and Dust would stand around it like human cement pillars.

There's a ton you can learn about a person from how they deal with the absence of sound.

Pigpen assesses Razor with a half-sarcastic grin. "Now, that's how we work. Razor calls this clean, so I'll drive Kyle home to Mom and Dad myself.

Her perfectly shaped eyebrows furrowed as she ran through what i said. I loved how her lips twiched in humor and a blush touched her cheeks.

Every time i think we aren't connecting, you tease me. I love it

Unfortunately, I'm well versed in dark.

Those scars are not your fault. You have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. Your mom definitely does and possibly your dad, but you? Nothing ...

The feeling that no matter what happened or what I did, there was someplace safe to fall.

The weight of the world isn't on you, you know?

Not when I lost my dream

Hand off my ass or I'll rip off your balls.

I promise, Echo, i'll take care of you now and forever.

And no, I don't mind if you want to write me again. Even if you do it in one of those kitten-hanging-from-a-tree cards. ~Lincoln

[-] Dust tailed them so Violet could ready for school at home.

The nurses are pissed Pigpen gave me a fresh pair of jeans and a T-shirt to change into.

I watched you battle against the worst memory of your life and I watched you win. Make no mistake, Echo. I battled right beside you.

He streched his arm around my shoulder and settled his head against mine, enveloping me in a warm little bubble.

I can't give you the world, Rachel, but I'll give you all I got.

Pigpen says your brothers think we're taking too long.

He yanked off his shirt, revealing all of his six-pack glory.

He ignores me. Our fears are what stifle us and we're only scared of what we don't understand.

No more game playing. It's time we call this fight what it is: a war.

Silence. I hate silence. Silence means thinking and thinking means judgement.

Everyone has a tale to sob over. Rich or poor

Losing someone you love, it'd be similar to losing your home.

I'm not a princess but Ryan is a knight, he just belongs to someone else.

He didn't say school, pinhead." Pigpen interrupts. "He said her parents.

It's hard to believe she's the same girl from Taco Bell. Beth was hard and shut down that night. The girl on my bed is open and soft.

Go there and I swear to God you'll have to check 'other' when asked if you're male or female.

Chris owns a grin that melts the hearts of all girls, including the ones with boyfriends.

I held on to his warm hand simply because i wanted to.

This overwhelming, encompassing feeling is love. It's not perfect and it's messy as hell. And it's exactly what I need.

I already texted Pigpen and Dust and they're heading with us.

My arms and legs were wrapped like tentacles around Echo, my nymph who lay sleeping with her back against me.

Come on, my little siren. Come to me.