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Weirdly, An Image Of Adrian’s Love Painting Came Back To Me. I Thought Of The Jagged Red Streak, Slashing Through The Blackness, Ripping It Apart. Staring At Jill And Her Inconsolable Pain, I Suddenly Understood His Art A Little Bit Better.

Rosemarie You Are Out Of Line

By The Way, My Name's Rose Hathaway. I'm Seventeen Years Old, Training To Protect And Kill Vampires, In Love With A Completely Unsuitable Guy, And Have A Best Friend Whose Weird Magic Could Drive Her Crazy. Hey, No One Said High School Was Easy.

Don't Get Caught Up In Fashion Games. These Kids Probably Think We're Old, Nark Conformists Or Something, But Really, They're Just Conforming In Their Own Ways. They're Conforming To Nonconformity.

He Almosted Smiled. "there You Go Again. Why? Why Do Yo Keep Helping Me?" There Were A Million Answers On My Lips, Everything From It's The Right Thing To Do To I Don't Know. Instead, I Said, "because I Want To.