You stand out like a fart in a church.

you're a diabolical little pyro, aren't you?
He blushed modestly.

People want us, or want us dead, because of what we are, not who we are. It's hard.

~Angel

People want us, or want us dead, because of what we are, not who we are. It's hard.

My eyes flickered when I heard the Voice inside my head. (You mean you don’t have one? You can get ‘em at Target.)

Yeah, and so Max and Dylan are supposed to, like, go to Germany and have kids together," I heard Gazzy say.
My eyes popped open and I bolted upright.
"What?" Fang said, his voice icy.
"Gazzy!" I yelled.
Wide blue eyes looked at me in surprise, then back at Fang's stoic face. "Oh. Was I not supposed to say anything?" Gazzy asked.