If Your Eyes Weren't Open, You Wouldn't

She Heard Adrian Say To Christian, ʺyou Know, Your Shirtʹs Kind Of Grungy-looking. Seems Like You Could Put In A Little More Effort Since Youʹre Dating A Princess.ʺ

You're In An Awfully Good Mood," He Observed. "was There A Sale At Khakis-r-us?

Aren't You Failing English?" I Asked. Angeline Flushed. "it's Not My Fault." "even I Know You Can't Write An Article On Wikipedia And Then Use It As A Source In Your Own Essay." Sydney Had Been Torn Between Horror And Hysterics When She Told Me. "i Took 'primary Source' To A Whole New Level!" Honestly, It Was A Wonder We'd Gotten By For So Long Without Angeline. Life Must Have Been So Boring Before Her.

This Isn’t A Game. We Don’t Want Mediocre Employees Who Can Keep The Status Quo. We Want Souls. We Want To Win. And You’ve Spent Most Of Your Time Here Being Mediocre.

I Loved You!" He Yelled. He Jumped Up Out Of His Chair So Quickly I Never Saw It Coming. "i Loved You, And You Destroyed Me. You Took My Heart And Ripped It Up.