I Started Writing Seriously When I Was

[...] Tess And I Are A Good Match. She Understands Intimately Where I Came From. She Can Cheer Me Up On My Darkest Days. It's As If She Came Perfectly Happy Home Instead Of What Kaede Just Told Me. I Feel A Relaxing Warmth At The Thought, Realizing Suddenly How Much I'm Anticipating Meeting Up With Tess Again. Where She Goes, I Go, And Vice Versa. Peas In A Pod. Then There's June. Even The Thought Of Her Name Makes It Hard For Me To Breathe. I'm Almost Embarrassed By My Reaction. Are June And I A Good Match? No. It's The First Word To Pop Into My Mind. And Yet, Still.

I've Always Been Interested In Exploring The Concept Of Child Prodigies. When I Was Younger, I Wrote A Story About Mozart As A Child And I Just Always Loved This Idea Of Young People Who Are Able To Take Control Of Their Lives And Bring A Whole Lot Of Change At Such A Young Age.

You Should Have Taken Me With You," I Whisper To Him. Then I Lean My Head Against His And Begin To Cry. In My Mind, I Make A Silent Promise To My Brother's Killer. I Will Hunt You Down. I Will Scour The Streets Of Los Angeles For You. Search Every Street In The Republic If I Have To. I Will Trick You And Deceive You, Lie, Cheat And Steal To Find You, Tempt You Out Of Your Hiding Place, And Chase You Until You Have Nowhere Else To Run. I Make You This Promise: Your Life Is Mine.

Boys Are Different From Girls, But Boys Are Also Different From Other Boys, Just As Girls Are Different From Other Girls. Calling A Book “for Boys” Or “for Girls” Is Well-meaning, But To Me, Not Terribly Helpful.

Few People Ever Kill For The Right Reasons, June. Most Do It For The Wrong Reasons. I Just Hope You Never Have To Be In Either Category.