“What is that? Is it a crow?” I asked. “Too big,” said Ms. Karp. “It’s a raven.” “Is it dead?” asked Lissa. I peered at it. “Yeah. Definitely dead. Don’t touch it.”
We had nine people in our group: Lissa, Victor, Natalie, Camille, Dimitri, me, and three other guardians. Two of the guardians, Ben and Spiridon, always traveled with Victor.
“You know what I mean. You’re even wearing your hair up.” It was true. I’d taken Dimitri’s advice and wrapped my hair up in a high bun, earning a smile when he’d seen me.
Man. I’d missed out on a lot. The only thing better than imagining Dimitri carrying me in his arms was imagining him shirtless while carrying me in his arms.
I’m really not good with impulse control. I punched Mia as hard as I could—harder, I think, than I’d even hit Jesse. I heard a crunch as my fist impacted her nose, and blood spurted out.
With almost a foot separating us, there was no way I could easily kiss his lips without his help. So instead, I aimed for his chest, wanting to taste that warm, smooth skin.
girl come on you can do that later ur bff is dying or something