You thought you could figure that out online? Somehow I don’t think hellions are much into social networking.
It was an addiction. A pointless, self-destructive addiction. But really, is there any other kind?
Had I just begged for an audience with Death?
I was fine with that. The very idea of Death knowing my name made my skin crawl. Even if this particular Death was only one of many, and almost too pretty to look at.
If Eastlake High School were the universe, I would be one of the moons circling Planet Emma, constantly hidden by her shadow, and glad to be there. Nash Hudson would be one of the stars: too bright to look at, too hot to touch and at the center of his own solar system.
The school sent you flowers. I’m sure that totally makes up for the fact that they hired the psychotic, soul-stealing pedophile who murdered you in your own home.
So, did the costume come with a condom, or is that sold separately?
Come on, Kaylee, before I choke on testosterone and melodrama.
10:38 AM – Third period. Kaylee has no class this period. I have no one to kill. Coincidence, or fate?
Tod laughed. He was always able to find the humour in even the creepiest situations. I’d thought that it was an undead thing, until I became a member of the undead. Then I realized it was a Tod-thing.
Whatever your weakness, there’s a hellion to exploit it.
Did you think you could dump me, and I’d bounce back to her and miraculously be happy? I’m not a Ping-Pong ball. You can’t just swat me back and forth and expect me to be content wherever I land. If Tod dumped you tomorrow, would you come back to me?
Is that a joke? Please tell me you’re joking. -Sophie I never joke about carnivorous bunnies. -Luca.
Sophie glanced from me to Sabine, then back, scowling. “I’m not scared of her. I can handle myself.” “Yeah, and hissing kittens think they’re badass too,” Sabine said.
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.
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.
The world lost something when you died, Tod, and I know that wasn’t easy for your family. But the world’s loss was Kaylee’s gain. I hope the two of you have the forever her mother and I never got. I will do my damnedest to make sure of that. I know you will.
She just got out of the hospital. Why don’t you go gossip behind her back, like decent people?
Dad, I can count the number of normal school days I’ve had this year on one hand.
Bold. Risky. Dramatic. I approve.