I beat at him uselessly with my fists. I scream. My mind races. I'll pee on him. Puke, bite, scratch. Sure, I'll lose, but if he's going to mark me I am going to mark him, too, if such a thing is possible.
Cynthia HandTucker: "But she gave me the perfect gift."
Clara: "What?"
Tucker: "You.
Stichwörter: sweet gift birthday crush
So often we only do what we think is expected of us, when we are capable of so much more.
Cynthia HandHey, you feel like driving today?" he asks. "I don't want to walk to the bus stop. It's too cold."
"You feel like dying today?"
"Sure. I like risking my life. Keeps things in perspective.
Stichwörter: siblings
In fact, I've essentially given up on the idea of flight altogether and accepted that I'm going to be an angel-blood who stays earthbound, a flightless bird, like an ostrich. Maybe, or in this weather, a penguin.
Cynthia HandHey, Carrots," he says.
Cynthia HandStichwörter: humour teasing clara-gardner dye orange-hair tucker-avery
My hair is my best feature, long and wavy, bright gold with a hint of red, trailing behind me wherever I go like an afterthought.
Cynthia HandHave you ever been to a place you're supposed to love, but all you can think about is home?
Cynthia HandAre you any good at it?"
"Pulling idiots out of the snow? I'm the best.
Stichwörter: humor clara-gardner tucker-avery
Oh, come on. You eye-hump him all through British History.
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