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61 " What can I say?" Poe muttered. "Chicks dig the mustache. "
― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)
62 " Don't let the elegance act fool you," Varen said, drawing out his notepad. "She farts. "
63 " There is always that fine line between doing what we want and doing what we're told. "
64 " It is naught but pain and regret when we think of the things and people we will never have, the opportunities we may never get. "
65 " As much as he was different from other guys, he still had that stupid male pride thing. "
66 " Holy granola. He's coming over here. "
67 " Whoa," Danny said, taken aback, "You broke up with Meathead? "
68 " You need to just drop dead, okay? "
69 " You can touch me, but you can't hurt me. "
70 " She edged away from him, trying to put a greater distance between herself and Creepy McCreeperson. She bent down, careful not to let her eyes leave him, and plucked up a hairbrush from where it had fallen on her floor. She held it at arm’s length in front of herself, a stupid weapon feeling better than no weapon at all. At the very least, she could give him style. "
71 " A tall, thin boy with choppy black hair stood next to her. He eyed Isobel as she approached, sizing her up, grinning like he found something funny. She glared at him in return, ready for him to say just one thing about her cheer uniform, because she knew he must have pulled the black jeans he wore straight from the girls' rack at Target. "
72 " If they failed the project - when they failed the project - the book would give her one last excuse to see him. To tell him everything, she thought, letting her eyes slide closed. Everything she should have said already. She'd spit it all out, regardless of who was around to hear it. She'd tell him how she couldn't stop thinking about him, how she just wanted to be near him. She'd do the unspeakable. She'd let her hands slide inside his jacket and her arms slip around him. "
73 " It was here that Isobel first felt the twinge of an inward pull on her mind. Slowly the words started to get out of the way and let images of courtiers revolve, in slow motion, through her mind's eye. It was as though she had somehow adapted to the density of the language. Soon the words smudged away from the page, and in their place, she was left with the sensation of gliding through the scene, like she'd become a movie camera, sweeping through the sets of rooms and over the heads of costumed actors. "
74 " Isobel looked down at her lap, at her hands. She turned her left one over, remembering where Varen had written his number on her that first time. Those numbers were gone now, but in hindsight, he may as well have tattooed the moment onto her soul. "
75 " You're really a blond," she said, her tone just short of accusatory. "And if you tell anyone, I will come to you in the night and smote your everlasting soul.”Promise? Isobel turned back to the piano quickly, shocked that she'd almost uttered this aloud. "
76 " Isobel's heart crashed against the cage of her chest, beating against his. "
77 " Learn to awaken within your dreams, Isobel. "
78 " You, strange puzzle of a girl, are very lucky. "
79 " Please," she murmured at her burger, her voice no more than a squeaky whisper, "Don't do this. "
80 " Why did he have to be so...so... "