I Used To Think You Were Weak

It Was Near Curfew Time, And I Was Dropping Him Off For The Night. He Shook His Head. "rose, I Don't Know If You're Crazy Or Not, But I'm Actually Starting To Think You Might Be The Best Guardian- Or Soon-to-be Guardian- Out There." "did You Just Give Me A Serious Compliment?" I Asked. He Turned His Back On Me And Headed Inside His Dorm. "good Night.

Please Don’t Get Sentimental,” Said Jerome. “it’s Nauseating.

You See Something You Like?

He Watched As I Slipped One Of The Shoes On. "you Have A Guardian Angel." "i Don't Believe In Angels," I Told Him. "i Believe In What I Can Do For Myself." Well Then, You Have An Amazing Body." I Glanced Up At Him With A Questioning Look. "for Healing, I Mean. I Heard About The Accident.

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.