I Needed Another Soda. I’d Only Had

I Don't Seem To Fit To Associate With Humans.

That's Enough Of That," Jesse Said. Next Thing I Knew, He'd Scooped Me Up. Only Instead Of Carrying Me To My Bed And Setting Me Down On It All Romantically, You Know, Like Guys Do To Girls In The Movies, He Just Dumped Me Onto It, So I Bounced Around And Would Have Fallen Off If I Hadn't Grabbed The Edge Of The Mattress. "thanks," I Said, Not Quite Able To Keep All Of The Sarcasm Out Of My Voice.

But Once I'd Come Up With It, I Realized It Really Was The Perfect Plan. Instead Of Waiting For Maria To Come To Me, I Was Simply Going To Go To Her And, Well... Send Her Back To Where She Came. Or Reduce Her To A Mound Of Quivering Gelatinous Goo. Whichever Came First.

I Was An Unhappy Child, And That Puts Me Off Having A Child Of My Own.

Chaz Looks Me Dead In The Eye And Says, 'why Yes, Lizzie. I’m Manically Depressed Because The Girl I’ve Finally Realized I’ve Always Been In Love With, And Who I Was Beginning To Think Just Might Love Me Back, Turned Around And Got Herself Engaged To My Best Friend, Who, Frankly, Doesn’t Deserve Her. Does That Answer Your Question?