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It looks better. I mean, it's still creepy as hell, but it's back to its regular level of creepy.

Archer! Let us fetch a spot of tea, old boy!

Why, Sophia Mercer! Is that disappointment I detect with my super=special vamp powers?

I may be a loser, but hey, at least I'm a loser who can do magic, right?

Oh my God, you so should have fainted, and then Cal could have caught you and, like, carried you up the staircase.

I'm impressed." I meant it, and he nodded his head in thanks.
"Yeah, turning jars into soda.Let the world tremble before my power.

You're the healing janitor dude."
"Groundskeeper."
"Isn't that like a janitor?"
"No, it's like a groundskeeper.

People are so rarely villains in their own minds.

Unlike some people, I don't have the urge to go sticking my fingers in it.

In all my old school pictures I was always the one standing alone in the back with my hair in my face.

Your sister already did the 'villain explains it all' speech.I don't need another one.

Well, that explained it, then. Secret demon hunter and thief. Man, did I know how to pick 'em.

You could've just let me bleed to death and saved yourself a lot of hassel."
Cal scowled at him. "I did it for her.

I was panting slightly, thanks to trying to keep up with him. Stupid short legs.

Dex leveled a fake-sultry gaze at me. Are you coming on to me?

Her smile was beautiful and terrible. Her eyes glowed as bright as a furnace.

Most girls got flowers. I got a dirt pit used for demon raising. Nice.

Of course I'd feel butterflies when a guy who looked like that said something so swoon-worthy.

Trust me, after the Boy Issues I've had, I'm becoming a nun.

I don't swing my hips like that when I walk, I said to Elodie as we passed them. Cut it out.
She gave no sign of hearing me.

Oh my God. Regret cake? Whatever was about to happen must be truly evil. [Sophie]

I solemnly swear to tell Mrs. Casnoff that Elodie's ghost looked at me. And if I do not tell her, I swear to buy Jenna a pony. A vampire pony.

Hey,you might be able to take away my magical powers, but the power of sarcasm was still at my disposal.

For a little bit I forgot that I was apparently made of evil, and that I was being stalked by a ghost.

Did Dad have a blog about me or something? My Daugther Sophie and Why You Should Al Follow Her and/or Marry Her.

It's so obnoxious when you're right about stuff.

If by 'graciously volunteered,' you mean 'was threatened and coerced,' then yes, I did,

Please don't joke and bleed at the same time.

You know, Take Your Demon To Work Day.

Brannicks and magic and hell, oh my,"

~ Sophie

Where the heck was I while you were playing Grand Theft Cellar?

So if you can heal with your touch, why are you working here as like, Hagrid, or whatever?

Don't even think about it, Mercer.

When you don't have much family left, you'll do anything to protect what you have.

I sat up and pushed my wet hair out of eyes. Cal was standing a few feet away. I glared at him. Awesome job with the saving.

Archer turned back to me, and that familiar grin flashed over his face. Come on, Mercer. Me, you, the cellar. What could go wrong?

Okay, I should probably mention right here that Brandon used the real word, but this is my story, so I'm cleaning it up a little.

I'm sorry, but are you pissed at me? Me? I'm the one who had your knee practically crushing my spine, buddy, so let's check the attitude.

I did want to spend the ball with you.

I'm guessing it has to do with embracing my destiny as future head of the Council and all.You know, Take Your Demon To Work Day.

It's going to be okay, I told her, even though I was pretty sure we were all going to be skewered on L'Occhio silver daggers any minute now.

A knife. A silver knife, like the one that had cut out Alice's heart.

It was one thing to get laid out by Archer in Defense, but being attacked out of nowhere by my great-grandmother was just embarrassing.

I don't drink."
"Oh My God, a straight-edged demon! I freaking love it!

He and I had loathed each other since kindergarten. Heck, even before that. Mom says he's the only baby I ever bit in daycare.

I wondered what Finley would say if she were here. Probably something like, 'Stab him with silver and see if it kills him.

In fact, there was an ancient bearded guy in the corner who looked like he'd probably palled around with Mary Shelley.

I wondered if there were any rooms in all of Thorne Abbey that wouldn't leave me gawking in wonder at the doorway.

Jenna had started swimming in the deep end of the pity pool.

Jenna, once again, your powers of Awesome amaze me."
"It's a skill," she agreed, nodding somberly.

Looking back, none of this would have happened if I'd brought lip gloss the night of the Homecoming Dance.

No, but as a vampire, I'm able to detect subtle shifts in emotional energy.

Jackass, jackass on the wall, where's the info on Hex Hall?

All right then, Daisy and I will have our usual.
I wondered what that might be. Evil Juice? Some kind of demonic energy drink?

When you die in a hundred years, they'll probably write on your gravestone, 'Here Lies Harper Price - Damn It, She Still Had Stuff to Do!

I know 'What's Going On?' has practically become a catchphrase around here," I said to Jenna, "but seriously. What is going on?

I was speechless. Elodie Parris, defending me? Maybe in all this chaos, hell actually had frozen over.

I can't say what my first thought was as I sunk below the surface, because it was mostly a string of four-letter words.

I'm sure we can manage without him for a few months. Although without his healing powers, we'll certainly have to invest in more bandages.

Elodie made a gesture that was pretty easy to interpret.

The Ephors wanted to kill David," I told Blythe. "Because of his ... boy parts and stuff.

I had no idea what anyone would ever need a demon for.Errands? General evil tasks that needed doing around the house?

I would kill Mrs. Casnoff. I would blast that stupid hairdo right off her head, once I had my powers back.

None of this makes any sense."
"I'm beginning to think I should make that the title of my autobiography.

So how was cellar duty tonight?

Cellarific

Between the two desks was one of those old Chinese screens, but even this bore Jenna's stamp, as the wood had been painted
you guessed it: pink.

Cal, Archer, Jenna and I managed to achieve something truly impressive: the *four-way* glance.

I [dad] spent hours on the phone. Do you know with whom?'
'One of those psychic hotlines?' Dad gritted his teeth. 'If only ...

Let's just say you may regret that second piece of cake.'
Oh my God. Regret cake? Whatever was about to happen must be truly evil.

Being confronted with one's worst nightmares is both a way of testing your mental fortitude and seeing where your heart lies.

Irish girls, red hair,' I replied, remembering a picture of them from Mrs. Casnoff's 'People Who Want to Kill Us All' lecture at Hex Hall last year.

Our lips met, and if this kiss wasn't as ... thorough as the first one, it felt bigger somehow. More important.

Somehow, my whole existence had become a really complicated word problem.
I'd always sucked at those.

Put simply,she freaked me the hell out.

Dad was at his desk when I opened the door, doing what all British people do when they're freaked out: drinking tea.

Ryan rolled his eyes. Harper, you and David Stark have been circling each other since kindergarden.

But please ... don't keep trying to fix us, Harper. We're not broken.

I also like ladies. And not as in shopping buddies, but in the carnal sense.

All the magic in the world can't simplify affairs of the heart. (Sophie's dad)

I could still try... I kick so much ass, right?" - Blythe
...
I hugged her.

Yeah, it's beautiful. For a prison.

A startled giggle burst out of me. Paranormal Management Society. PMS. I hadn't even thought of it like that.

I wondered if there were ever times when Dad didn't sound like he escaped from a Jane Austen novel.

He probably would've raised an eyebrow in that annoying/hot way he had, and made a dirty joke about Elodie possessing me.

Archer isn't hot anymore ... He tried to kill me, and his girlfriend is Satan.

His voice was low, and I think he would've been hot if he weren't radiating that air of I Am Super Evil
No, Really
And Not In The Sexy Way.

Wow, Cross. I think you missed your calling. Screw demon hunting: you should clearly be writing Hallmark cards.

I stared at them. Had that been their sales pitch? Look!We're really scary! Come be scary too!

Until tomorrow, Fair Isolde.

Cal stepped forward, hopefully to come to my rescue.
"I could toss her off the pier, Ms. Vanderlyden."
Or not.

The "Holy-crap-that's-a-lot-of-pink" zone would have been a more accurate description.

Don't worry about it," I said."Hey werewolves gotta drool, vampires gotta eat..

Look at him. Whole life turned upside down, and he's in there making pizza rolls.

You hate him for what he did, but you miss him.

Leave Dad alone" I told Aislinn. "His Britishness is sort-circuiting.

The great thing about best friends is that they know you really well. And the terrible thing about best friends is that they know YOU really well.

Oh, so now it's you with the gift of prophecy, is it? I know what I've seen. You are my key and my salvation.

face touchage"
"lame-sauce"
"Sulky McSulkerton

Guilt is such a weird feeling, a combination of sad and sick that I was getting too used to feeling.

Make sure you take lots of pictures, and if you come back using words like 'queue' or 'lorry', I'll be very upset.