I hardly broke any laws at all. I should drive more often.

She smells better," Claire said. "And she made me cookies.

why don't you just get the bunny slippers with fangs Myrin?

claire:Now shane was talking sense?Wow was it opposite day?

Now," said Brandons low, cold voice. "Lets not be rude eve.

You are the weirdest girl ever.” “Please. You live with Eve.

Bouncing in hoppy little circles like a demented Goth bunny.

We're clear," she said. "You're kind of a psycho. I get that

Myrnin, drive carefully. Understand?" "Of course." He didn't.

Jealous?" "Maybe." "No reason. I like my ladies with a pulse.

my boyfriend is a rock god baby (and not kiss-of-death(sorry))

And somewhere in heaven, Versace sheds a single, perfect tear.

shane:you only love me for my abs clair:shut up loser shift off

Why was it the hot mean girls always ran in packs, like hyenas?

shane: so is world war fifteen over out there? claire:i think so

Turn down the porn soundtrack! Trying to concentrate here!-Shane

Who are you calling?" (claire) Pizza hut" (shane) Loser" (claire)

It's not just a miracle; it's a miracle with chocolate. Best kind.

I drink blood, you eat tacos, get the f*ck over it!" -Michel Glass

Happy birthday,” she said. “And next time? Eat the stupid cupcake.

Myrnin:I could murder a cheeseburger right now Oliver:focus ya fool

I only need to know one thing. Am I going to need the flamethrower?

You better check your playlist. Because you are on the wrong track.

Eeek,” Shane said. Nothing. Right, Amazon princess, I got the point.

You know what we call pedestrians in Morganville? Mobile bloodbanks.

Perv." He pointed to himself. "Male and eighteen. What's your point?

You brought me grenades. You are officially the best girlfriend ever.

I knew you'd come,Claire.I knew you would.Dear God,you took your time.

There is two feet of space between us, and about a mile of separation.

I'm fine with Nature's way, as long as Nature keeps it out of *my* way.

I think I'd fall for you no matter what, Claire. You're kind of awesome.

Shane looked…pale. Pale and shaken and—how predictable was this?—pissed.

I had no name for that particular hue of orange, other than unfortunate.

You are not my high school crush, idiot.” “Great. I can die happy, then.

Your father's an asshole. It's not a disease. You don't have to catch it.

Look, I hate good-byes, too. But sometimes, we need them just to survive.

The author wishes to thank: Good fortune, Godiva chocolates, and Slim-Fast

“There is no drama so great as that of a teenage girl,” ... “Except yours.”

Harte sent one of her revived men after him, and Pat sent him back in boxes.

Because you know, I’m your best friend, but you’re just not that badass, man.

Amelie had on black pants, a black zip-up hoodie, andrunning shoes. So wrong.

So you’ll just kill anyone who frightens you. Who could hurt you.” “Well…yes.

Well, I can throw a mean comeback, so there's that. I will crush them on wit.

Where's your sense of adventure?" "Off on a beach somewhere with your sanity?

So we do nothing? --Claire We do the best nothing you've ever seen. --Michael

How you going to stop me, cupcake? Hit me with your book bag?" "If I have to.

Stop being so..." "Charming?Attractive?Irresistible? "I'm going with arrogant.

Shane, honey, in Morganville, friends are the only things that keep you alive.

Maybe you're not his type." Michael said "Oh, now you're just being insulting.

Well," Claire said, "at least we have tacos. Everything goes better with tacos.

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