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It kind of freaked me out. Because I don't know if I'm ready for that kind of thing yet." Or maybe the problem was that I wasn't prepared for ready I was... "Ready for-?" He broke off, and then frowned as if it had all become clear. "Wait." He dropped his arms from around my waist and took a step away from me. "You think I spent the night wit you?" "Didn't you?" I blinked back at him. "There's only the one bed. And...well, you were in it ..
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We can take as slowly as you want, but you know it's too late now to change your mind, Pierce," he said, in a warning tone. "Of course," I said. I could see I had approached this all wrong. Where, when you actually needed one, was one of those annoying women's magazines with advice on how to handle your man? Although that advice probably didn't apply to death deities. "Because the Furies are after me. And I promised you that I wouldn't tr..
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Why not?" I asked, letting my tears spill over. It was easy to cry. All I had to do was look at Alex's limp body, and the tears came effortlessly. "You were happy enough to do it to me." There was a beat. Then John said cautiously, "What do you mean?" "The , John?" I let out a bitter laugh. "Persephone wasn't doomed to stay in the Underworld because she ate a pomegranate. She was doomed to stay there because she did with Hades That's wha..
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Tassels," I said in disgust. Alex, too, was turned in his seat. "You guys," he said. "He's still moving." Disappointed, I said, "Kayla, back up over him."
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The people who are your friends before you got the crown are the people who are going to be your best friends no matter what. Because they are the ones who love you for you-in all your geekiness- and not because of what they can get out of you. Weirdly, in some instances, even the people who were your enemies before you got famous can end up being better friends to you become friends with after you become famous. And even when those friends..
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mia
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And that's that as you get older, you lose things, things you don't necessarily want to lose.
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The term "forgive and forget" doesn't make sense to me. Forgiving does allow us to stop dwelling on an issue, which isn't always healthy. But if we forget, we don't learn from our mistakes."
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John lowered the book he'd been reading. "Im sorry. Were you speaking to me?" "I know you were listening, " I said in disgust, taking the book from him and tossing it over the side of the bed. "You couldn't possibly have been reading that. You were holding it upside down."
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A lot of stuff, I've noticed, gets manipulated by writers when it's shown on television--even so-called reality television--and makes us think we're supposed to think and act and look certain ways, when the true reality is totally the opposite. Often there's no "right way" to look or think or act, but because we've been so conditioned by the media to think so, we actually mistrust our own better judgment."
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What to Do During Algebra O what to do during Algebra! The possibilities are limitless: There's drawing, and yawning, and portable chess There's dozing, and dreaming, and feeling confused. There's humming, and strumming, and looking bemused. You can stare at the clock. You can hum a little song. I've tried just about everything to pass the time along.
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what-to-do-during-algebra
i-hate-math
the-princess-diaries
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I'd leave too, but i still had half a beer left. You can't just leave a beer like that. It's un-American
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The discovery of a corpse's head on campus has worked as an expedient in getting the administrative staff to work before ten, despite the impending blizzard.
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I'll tell you what kind of girl I'm not," I said crankily. "I am not the kind of girl who's looking to share her room with a member of the opposite sex. Understand me? So either you move out, or I force you out. It's entirely up to you. I'll give you some time to think about it. But when I get back here, Jesse, I want you gone."
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susannah-simon
suze-simon
the-mediator
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Nice girls finish last.
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And you know what? Maybe Michael didn't write those notes. And maybe he doesn't think I'm the Josiest girl in school.But he thought I looked nice in my pink dress. And that's all that matters to me.
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I'm Suze Simon," I said. "And you thought being dead was bad? Buddy, your eternal nightmare's only just begun."
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He said only, "Bad people. Some very bad people." Uncle Chris's mouth flattened into a small, thin line. Then he nodded crisply. He knew all about bad people. John was speaking in a language he understood. "Is it drugs?" Uncle Chris asked, in a hushed voice. I looked at John, in his black jeans and T-shirt, with his long dark hair, and studded leather wristbands. I could see why Uncle Chris had asked. To someone of his generation, it would ..
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I was about to order Chinese when I looked out the window and saw you. Hey, do you two want to stay? We're getting moo shu." It was so like Uncle Chris to go from wanting to beat John up one minute, to inviting him for moo shu the next. "Uh, maybe," I said. I pointed to the French doors, looking questioningly at John. He nodded. "Let's see how it goes, okay, Uncle Chris?" "That'd be good," Uncle Chris said. "We could talk all this out." Joh..
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John," I murmured, rising from the bed and going to stand by the table, staring down in astonishment at the gold-rimmed china plates and intricately embroidered napkins in sapphire rings. "How did all of this get here?" "Oh," he said casually. "It just does. Coffee?" He lifted a gleaming silver pot. "Or do I seem to remember you being more partial to tea?" His grin was wicked. I gave him a sarcastic look-it was a cup of tea I'd thrown into ..
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I would think you'd have better things to do right now than look up the marital status of my ex-boyfriends on the Internet," Mom had said to him, scathingly. "I like to keep track of their mating habits," Dad had smirked."
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On the other hand, if these four-Mr. Graces, the brutish Frank, the mysterious Mr. Liu, and rude little Henry-were the only company John had had for a hundred and sixty-odd years, it explained a lot about his brooding.
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His hair, at first glance, appears merely dark, but upon closer inspection is actually many strands of chestnut brown, gold, and black. He wears it long, for a guy, not because doing so is "in," but because he's too busy with his many interests to remember to get it cut regularly. His eyes seem dark at first glance, as well, but are actually a kaleidoscope of russets and mahoganies, flecked here and there with ruby and gold, like twin lakes..
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On top of the good was a hideously ugly bronze statue in the modern style. The statue was of a couple, dressed in togas, wrapped in an embrace. Cupped in their hands was a piece of fruit. I couldn't be sure, because realism did not appear to be the artist's specialty, but it looked to me like a pomegranate. "Good God," Frank, who'd trailed after us, said when he saw the statue. "Rector's even sicker than any of us thought. I've never wished..
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Sister Ernestine said something very nasty about how maybe Miss Simon didn't realize how unpleasant detention at the Mission Academy could be. I assured Sister Ernestine that if she was threatening corporal punishment, I would tell my mother, who was a local news anchor-woman and would be over here with a TV camera so fast, nobody would have time to say so much as a single Hail Mary. Sister Ernestine was pretty quiet after that.
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There are nice, funny totally good-looking guysout there. You just have to know where to look...and apparently, where NOT to look. Which is in the ladies' shower of your dorm.
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Her name is Hope?" John asked, the corners of his mouth beginning to tug upwards. "No." I bristled, thinking he was making fun of me. Then I realized I'd been caught. "Well, all right...so what if it is? I'm not going to name her after some depressing aspect of the Underworld like you do all your pets. I looked up the name That was the name of one of the death horses that drew Hades's chariot. And ?" I glanced at the dog, cavorting in an..
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I was dead, and I hadn't even been able to attend my own funeral.
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sarcasm
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Douglas has more books- and comic books- than anyone I know. Still, if you wanted to borrow one, and took it down off the shelf and forgot to mention it to him, Douglas would notice right away it was missing, even though there are maybe a thousand other ones that look exactly like it right on the shelf beside it. Douglas is one of those books people
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I'll remind her of how fat her arms looked in that slutty dress she wore at senior prom. That always makes her cry. Like goddamned Niagara falls.
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Of course, I didn't know how I felt about my first kiss coming from one of the undead, but hey, beggars can't be choosers, and let me tell you something, Jesse was way cuter than any live guy I'd met lately.
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susannah-simon
suze-simon
the-mediator
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e375602
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Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that something is more important than fear.
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Yeah," Nicole said, her straw noisily hitting the bottom of her Gut Buster. "Well, I would have appreciated it if you guys had wrecked a little less stuff. Because my house smelled like smoke for months. And construction on the Tarantinos' new garage starts at eight on the dot every morning, and it's still going on, and you know how I get if I don't have my full ten hours of beauty sleep." "So that's what happened to your face," Cody said. ..
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Good bye AEHS. You suck. I hate you. And yet... Somehow I'll miss you too.
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princess-diaries
meg-cabot
school
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Grandmere says she can't get over the change in me. She says I seem taller. And you know maybe I am. She thinks it's because I'm wearing another one of Sebastiano's original creations, designed just for me,just like the dress that was supposed to make Michael see me as more than just his little sister's best friend . . . except that it turned out he already did. But I know that's not it. And it isn't love, either. Well, not entirely. I'll t..
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However much they're paying teachers these days, it is not enough. Middle-schoolers are animals.
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It's a natural progress, but still. That thing about the cow is so stupid. Do I look like a cow to you?
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You're in Europe. You're young. Young people have been going to Europe on a shoestring for a hundred years.
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ede62b6
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The good thing about being in one's midtwenties is that you know nothing bad is going to happen if you don't return people's texts and voice mails
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Which type of wedding gown best suits you? If you are lucky enough to be tall and slender, you can pretty much get away with any type or shape of gown. That is why models are tall and slender--anything looks good on them!
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856bc67
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You know", Grandma says, "you could learn a lot from Dr.Quinn. She knows how to make soap from a sheep's guts. And she had twins when she was fifty. Fifty!"
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9d10205
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Rule #10 If you say it enough times in your head, it will come true (sometimes).
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I told them I wasn't crying. I told them my eyes were watering from all the marker fumes. And they seem to believe me. Too bad the only person I didn't seem able to fool anymore was myself.
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She went to the most expensive private girls' school in Connecticut. All they taught her there was how to fold doilies." Pointedly ignoring Alex, I said to John, "I'm sure if you show me, I'll catch on." "Excellent."John's gaze on me was warm. "Then later perhaps you could show me how to fold doilies."
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Detective Canavan echos sarcastically. "Have you been watching again?" "It's a reasonable question," I say. "And 's a very good show."
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