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He took hold of my arm, and swung me around. "For one thing, I still owe you eternal servitude for saving my life, remember? And for another, the subway station's that way, stupid. Let's go." There isn't anything in the least romantic about being called stupid. Really. Especially since I knew there was no way Zach would ever be interested in a red-haired, violin-playing preacher's daughter when there was the remotest chance he could have go..
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Each man's death diminishes me, for I am involved in mankind. Therefore, ask not to know for whom the bell tolls. It tolls for thee. - John Donne
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easily solved. It was solved by wearing jeans under my skirt. "Allie," Mom said."
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Don't ever let them tell you that you're too stupid to do something. I'm not saying it's going to be easy for you. Maybe you're going to have to work for it a little harder than other people, which I know isn't fair. But that doesn't mean you should just give up.
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No one on the planet more merciless than a teenage girl once she's decided she dislikes you.
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Beautiful girls who love too much, as Lindsay appeared to have done, often meet unpleasant ends.
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I guess we will," I said, wondering how it had gotten to this: my cousin and me, fighting over who was the more powerful witch. I mean, talk about stupid. I"
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front hallway while they were gone.
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I like seals," he said to me, as if to excuse the apparent oddness of his taking the au pair to the zoo. Hmmm."
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A few minutes later, the lifeguard came trudging back in our direction, looking no less handsome in wet hair than he had in dry. He swung himself up to his tower, spoke briefly into his radio - probably putting out a B.O.L.O. on Dopey: Be On the Look Out for an extremely stupid wrestler in a wetsuit, showing off for his stepsister's best friend from out of town - then returned to scanning the waves for other potential drowning victims.
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Gina hoisted herself up onto her elbows and gaped at Spike. "So that's the famous Spike I've been hearing so much about from your brothers? Damn, he is ugly." Jesse, who'd stayed where he was, looked defensive. Spike was his baby, and you just don't go around calling Jesse's baby ugly. "He's not so bad," I said, hoping Gina would get the message and shut up. "Are you on crack?" Gina wanted to know. "Simon, the thing's only got one ear." Sud..
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Tendrils of fog crept along the cliffside we were climbing down, gathering thickly in the dips the trail made, swirling whenever I set my foot down in it, as if it were recoiling at the prospect of touching me. I tried not to think about movies I'd seen in which horrible things happened to people out in such heavy fog. You know the movies I'm talking about.
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Besides the age thing, Father Dom being sixty and me being sixteen, he's Mister Nice himself, whereas I'm ... Well, not. Not that I don't try to be. It's just that one thing I've learned from all of this is that we don't have very much time here on Earth. So why waste it putting up with other people's crap? Particularly people who are already dead, anyway.
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In the Ackerman household, it soon unfolded, you had two alternatives for how you spent your summer break: a job, or remedial tutoring. Only Doc, my youngest stepbrother - known as David to everyone but me - was exempt from either of these, as he was too young to work, and he had made good enough grades that he'd been accepted into a month-long computer camp, at which he was presumably learning skills that would make him the next Bill Gates..
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I'll say she's brave," Grandma chimes in. "She's going to England day after tomorrow to hump some guy she barely knows."
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Only a fool is never afraid, Frank," Mr. Graves, the old man by the fire, said. "Heroes are the people who carry on despite their fear, because they know the job's got to get done"
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You know, there's nothing wrong with admitting you're depressed. Many, many people have suffered from depression. Having depression doesn't mean you're crazy, or a failure, or a bad person.
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It hard," I admitted, my eyes still closed. "But graduating from high school continues to be considered one of life's important achievements. I mean, I've heard that without a high school diploma, one doesn't have a hope of acquiring one of those high-powered service positions at Starbucks that I know I'll be angling for upon graduation."
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I wanted to know how he'd figured out I was at the hotel and not back at the paper helping CeeCee write her story, like I'd said I'd be, and he said it hadn't been hard: he just remembered that CeeCee was a straight-A student who surely wouldn't need help writing anything, and turned his car around.
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Honestly, what good is owning a castle if the person you love doesn't want to share it with you?
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Mia Thermopolis, 1005 Thompson Street, #4A
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Then she fussed around my room, straightening it up (although since acquiring a roommate of the hot Latino male persuasion, I have become quite conscientious about keeping my room in a fairly neat condition. I mean, I don't exactly want Jesse seeing any of my stray bras lying around. And really, he was the one who was always messing things up, leaving these enormous piles of books and open CD cases everywhere. And then of course there was S..
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I'll never walk again, will I?" I asked, looking woefully down at my ravaged feet. "You will," Jesse said. "Just not for a day or two. Those burns look very painful. They'll need butter." "Butter?" I wrinkled my nose. "The best treatment for burns like those is butter," Jesse said. "Uh," I said. "Maybe back in 1850. Now we tend to rely on the healing power of Neosporin. There's a tube of it in my medicine cabinet behind you."
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Jesse, who rematerialized at the end of all of this, had a little smile on his face, having clearly overheard. "It isn't funny," I said to him sourly. "It's a little funny," he said. "No," I said, "it isn't." "I think," Jesse said, cracking open the book Father Dom had loaned him, "it's time for a little reading out loud." "No," I groaned. "Not . Please, I am begging you. It's not fair, I can't even run away." "I know," Jesse said with a g..
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L'chaim. It means 'to life.
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But there it was, the Pacific Ocean... huge, stretching almost as wide as the sky, a living, writhing thing, pushing up against a comma-shaped strip of white beach.
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He lowered his eyebrows with disapproval as he took the phone. "CeeCee's aunt Prudence suffers from delusions." "Right," I muttered. "Doctors. Everyone's got a disorder." "Counselors," he shot back. "Everyone needs therapy."
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So I said, "Wouldn't you be defensive if someone you didn't know started asking you stuff about your schizophrenic brother?" But he said no, he wouldn't--not unless he had something to hide. So then I said the only thing I had to hide was the fact that I wanted to give him a big old knuckle sandwich,"
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As if all of that hadn't been enough, I had foolishly chosen to wear a brand-new pair of Jimmy Choo mules to school, purchased at a fraction of their normal retail cost at an outlet over the summer. They were gorgeous, and they went perfectly with the Calvin Klein black denim skirt I had paired with a hot pink scoop-neck top. But of course they were killing me. I already had raw, painful blisters around the bases of all my toes, and the Ban..
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I passed him the GameBoy. "Finish this game for me," I said, taking the paper from him. Father Dominic looked down at the GameBoy in dismay. "Oh, my," he said. "I'm afraid I don't -" "Just rotate the shapes to make them fit in the spaces at the bottom. The more rows you complete, the better." "Oh," Father Dominic said. The GameBoy binged and bonged as he frantically pushed buttons. "Oh, dear. Anything more complicated than computer solitair..
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Why are boys so difficult? I mean, really. When they aren't drinking directly out of the carton or leaving the toilet seat up, they are getting all offended because you won't go out with them and threatening to rat you out to your supervisor. Hasn't it occurred to any of them that this is not the way to our hearts? And the problem is, they are just going to keep on doing it, as long as stupid girls like Kelly Prescott keep agreeing to go ou..
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You're awake," he said from the window seat where he'd been sitting with Spike and a copy of Abbie Hoffman's that I happen to know he'd stolen from my mother's bookshelf downstairs."
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Here's the thing about killers. If you know one, I'm sure you'll agree with me: They can't help bragging about what they've done. Seriously. They are totally vain. And that, generally, is their undoing. Look at it from their point of view: I mean, here they are, and they've gotten away with this terrific crime. You know, something totally ingenious that no one would ever think to pin on them. And they can't tell anybody. They can't tell a s..
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Detention. That's what you get at the Junipero Serra Mission Academy when you sucker punch your stepbrother on school grounds and a teacher happens to notice.
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Gina, I noticed, slipped automatically into the front passenger seat. Apparently, she didn't believe that when Sleepy had told us all to shut up, he meant her, too, since she went, " How about we stop somewhere for ice cream on the way home?" She was trying, I knew, to get me to not be mad at her. As if a chocolate-dipped twist would help. Actually, it sort of would, now that I thought about it."
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Dopey, on my right - as usual, I'd ended up sitting on the hump in the middle of the backseat - muttered, "I don't know what you see in that headcase Meducci anyway." Doc said, "Oh, that's easy. Females of any species tend to select the male partner who is best able to provide for her and any offspring which might result from their coupling. Michael Meducci, being a good deal more intelligent than most of his classmates, amply fulfills that..
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It was Valentine's Day, and where was I? Freezing my butt off in a cemetery, that's where. Romantic, right?
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As a staff babysitter, it's my responsibility, after punching in, to ask for my assignment for the day. That's when I find out whether I'll be washing strained carrots or burger fixings out of my hair after work. On the whole, I prefer burgers, but there's something to be said for strained carrots: generally the people who eat them can't talk back to you.
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Thanks a lot for inviting assorted randos from my past to my wedding reception, Father D. Who else can I expect to show up? If you say the Backstreet Boys, I won't be held responsible for my actions.
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It was definitely strange going to bed knowing someone was going to be sitting there, watching me sleep. But after I got used to the idea, it was sort of nice, knowing he was there with Spike on the daybed, reading a book called he'd found in Doc's room, by the light of his own spectral glow. It would have been more romantic if he'd just sat there gazing longingly at my face, but beggars can't be choosers, and how many other girls do you ..
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proselytizers,
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At the center of your being you have the answer; you know who you are and you know what you want. Lao Tzu
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I thought. I mean, really. Like my life's not complicated enough. Now I have to play Obi Wan Kenobi to this kid's Anakin Skywalker? It so isn't fair. When was I ever going to get the chance to be a normal teenage girl, to do the things normal teenage girls like to do, like go to parties and hang out at the beach, and um, what else? Oh, yeah, date. A date, with the boy I actually like, would be nice. But do I get dates? Oh, no. What do I g..
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Jesse continued to stare down at me. "Are you so sure you were the intended victim, Susannah?" "Well, of course it was me." I know it sounds weird, but I was almost offended at the idea that there might be someone else on the planet worthier of murdering than myself. I must say, I pride myself on the number of enemies I've acquired. In the mediator business, I've always considered it a sign that things were going well if there were a bunch ..
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