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“What’s it about this time?” I ask. “Pop Tarts,” Britt says. Hailey turns to us and points at Luke. “This jerk actually said they’re better warmed up in the microwave.” “Eww,” I say, instead of my usual “Ill,” and Maya goes, “Are you serious?”
― Angie Thomas, The Hate U Give

“Long ago he called us ants, Red ants burning in the light of a Silver sun. Destroyed by the greatness of others, losing the battle for our right to exist because we are not special. We did not evolve like them, with powers and strengths beyond our limited imaginations. We stayed the same, stagnant in our own bodies. The world changed around us and we stayed the same.”
― Victoria Aveyard, Red Queen

“He sweated like a whore in church.”
― J.N. Chaney, The Last Reaper

“Embrace the sparkles, Foster,” Keefe told her. “They look good on you.”

Any other day she might’ve blushed.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback