" Daisy could murder someone with a glance. Holy hell, I wanted that. I wanted to be gorgeous and reckless and legendary, or at least somebody people liked. I wanted the privilege of being mistaken for someone like her. I wanted to be her. No, I didn’t. I wanted to be the leather in her jacket. We could be despicable together. "

― , The Scapegracers (Scapegracers, #1)