Being Liked For The Way You Looked

Finn: I Look At You Because I Can't Look Away Wendy. Wendy: That's Kinda Creepy. Finn: I Will Work On Being Less Creepy Then.

I Heard You're Campaigning On My Behalf." He Walked Over To Me. "that Wouldn't Be Because You'd Miss Me Too Much If I Were Gone,would It?" "don't Be Absurd," I Scoffed. "i Don't Condone Murder, Even For People Like You." "people Like Me,huh?" He Cocked An Eyebrow. "you Mean Devilishly Handsome, Debonair Young Men Who Come To Sweep Rebellious Princesses Of Their Feet?" "you Came To Kidnap Me, Not Sweep Me Off My Feet," I Said,but He Waved His Hand At The Idea. "semantics.

You Know Something?" He Lifted His Head, And When He Turned To Me, He Had This Strange Look In His Eyes. Almost As If He Was Really Seeing Me For The First Time. "i Don't Think I Ever Really Lived Until This. I've Never Done Anything That Mattered Before, But Now I'm Fighting To Save My Life, And Yours. And I Know It Sounds Really Cheesy And Lame, But I Don't Think I Ever Really Felt Alive. Not Until I Met You.

A Vampire Is Branding Girls, Okay?" I Ignored His Refusal. "something About That Just Feels Wrong To Me." "i Would Hope So.

The Only Consent Hinge In Life Is That Everyhin Is Changing. And That's A Little Scary, But It Means That Hints Can't Be Bad Or Hard Forever.