Christina,'i say,'The factionless have all the guns.
Veronica RothI get the strange urge to hit my head against the wall. Other people's sobs make me feel uncomfortable.
Veronica RothInquisitiveness is self-serving, Johanna. -Marcus Eaton
Veronica RothThere is a reason you don’t know all the things I know. -Marcus Eaton
Veronica RothЯ обнаружила, что в людях бесконечное множество тайн. Ты веришь, ты думаешь, что понимаешь их, но их мотивы всегда скрыты от тебя, похоронены в их сердцах. Ты никогда не узнаешь правду, но иногда решаешься им доверять.
Veronica RothBy the time we leave, I have red lips and curled eyelashes, and I’m wearing a bright red dress. And there’s a knife strapped to the inside of my knee. This all makes perfect sense.
Veronica RothMy,don't you have pretty eyes," he says. "It's a shame the rest of you is so plain."
My heart pounds. I tug my hand back, but his grip tightens. I smell something acrid and unpleasant on his breath.
"You look a little young to be walking around by yourself,dear," he says.
I stop tugging, and stand up straighter. I know I look young; I don't need to be reminded. "I'm older than I look," I retort. "I'm sixteen."
His lips spread wide, revealing a gray molar with a dark pit in the side. I can't tell if he's smiling or grimacing. "Then isn't today a special day for you? The day before you choose?"
"Let go of me," I say. I hear rining in my ears. My voice sounds clear and stern-not what I expected to hear. I feel like it doesn't belong to me.
I am ready.I know what to do. I picture myself bringing my elbow back and hitting him. I see the bag of apples flying away from me. I hear my running footsteps. I am prepared to act.
But then he releases my wrist, takes the apples,and says, "Choose wisely, little girl.
You've never had a hamburger before?" asks Christine, her eyes wide.
"No," I say. "Is that what it's called?"
"Stiffs eat plain food," Four says, nodding at Christina.
"Why?" she asks.
I shrug. "Extravagance is considered self-indulgent and unnecessary."
She smirks. "No wonder you left."
"Yeah," I say,rolling my eyes. "It was just because of the food."
The corner of Four's mouth twitches.
Even though I am still injured, I had to fight again today.Luckily this time,I was paired against Myra,who couldn't throw a good punch if someone was controlling her arm for her.
Veronica RothI think they know we're talking about them," I say.
"So? They already know I hate them."
"They do? How?"
Christina fakes a smile at them and waves. I look down, my cheeks warm. I shouldn't be gossiping anyway. Gossiping is self-indulgent.
Will hooks a foot around one of Al's legs and yanks back,knocking Al to the ground. Al scrambles to his feet.
"Because I've told them," she says, through the gritted teeth of her smile. Her teeth are straight on top and crooked on the bottom.She looks at me. "We try to be pretty honest about our feelings in Candor. Plenty of people have told me that they don't like me.And plenty of people haven't. Who cares?"
"We just...weren't supposed to hurt people," I say.
"I like to think I'm helping them by hating them," she says. "I'm reminding them that they aren't God's gift to humankind.
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