Robin Benway

“-"Great! Fucking! News! What would be the best thing that could ever happen?”-“If after I died, I was reincarnated as Meg White?”-“Okay, the second-best thing.”

“Put some muscle into it! Channel your inner Trent Reznor!”

“If you really want to know something about me, you should know this: I like my music loud.”

“I mean, i was into their music and everything way before I knew what they looked like, but they had their pictures in the CD insert and when Victoria and I got it, we were both like, "Why, hellooooo there." Plus, they were British. I'm a sucker for cute boys with guitars, as you may have noticed, but throw in a London accent and I'll happily sell my soul without a second thought.”

“Something inside me burned bright when he said that. A hell of a lot of people had seen me last night, but only one person had noticed the tiny details. Only one person has been close enough to see what really mattered. And that person was still standing with me now.”

“I liked James and James liked me and we both knew it and if you think about it, that's like a miracle. A real miracle. Everyone says that babies are miracles, and don't get me wrong, I love cute little pudgy babies, but if you think about it, me having a baby right now would not be a miracle. At all. But finding someone that gets me? That's the real work. That's where the miracles are.”

“How would you like to star in your very own commercial?""I'd rather swim in battery acid.”

“Henry narrowed his eyes at me. "You going somewhere?""Lacrosse field trip," I said. "I enjoy whacking the hell out of people with mallets.”

“WE'VE BEEN ROBBED!!! . . .I immediatly whirled around and looked in my bedroom to make sure no one stole my Harry Potter books.”

“This isn't television! This isn't a movie! Giles and Buffy aren't gonna appear and show us how to deal with our wonderful new powers! Some fricking owl isn't gonna come sailing in through your window from Hogwarts! There's no Dumbledore! The Cullens aren't gonna show up and invite you to live with them in Forks! There's nothing! This isn't make believe! This is it! It's us and only us.”

“Algunas personas nos dejan, si —continuó June—. Y eso apesta. Pero algunas personas no se van, y nunca lo harán. Y algunas veces están allí, pero simplemente tú no puedes verlas. Pero siguen estando allí.”

“—¡No va a venir una loca lechuza a la ventana de tu cuarto con una carta de Hogwarts! ¡Los Cullens no van a aparecer e invitarte a vivir con ellos en Forks! ¡No habrá nada! ¡Esto no es ficción! ¡Esto es lo que tenemos! ¡Somos nosotras y solamente nosotras!”

“Shut. Up," June squealed. "You have a date with that guy?" She giggled and covered her mouth. "Shut up, shut up, shut up! Tell me everything.""I can't do both," I pointed out.”

“I wished I stayed at the movies, where I could have at least had some popcorn with my drama.”

“Because there’s one thing stronger than magic: sisterhood.”

“Wanna go study about incestuous royal families and bloody murders?' she asked him. 'Or do you wanna study European history instead?”

“You have to turn it up so that your chest shakes and the drums get in between your ribs like a heartbeat and the bass goes up your spine and fizzles your brain and all you can do is dance or spin in a circle or just scream along because you know that however this music makes you feel, it’s exactly right.”

“Hey, it’s-!”“Who? Oh. Oh.”“Shut up.”“I haven’t said anything yet!”“Don’t.”“How can I shut up if I haven’t said anything?”“I know you. You’ve got a monologue coming up.”

“WHY ARE YOU NOT ANSWERING YOUR PHONE?!? OH MY GOD, DID YOU SEE THE ARTICLE? I AM FREAKING OUT, WHY ARE YOU NOT ANSWERING YOUR PHONE?!? Please call me, I’m starting to act like Tizzy around here. It’s getting ugly. Oh, hi, Mr. and Mrs. Cuttler, in case you get this first. Everything’s fine, I’m just trying to get ahold of Audrey. Okay, bye. AUDREY, CALL ME BEFORE I HAVE TO RESORT TO SKYWRITING”

“Get over here and talk to her. She’s a reporter, not a Dementor.”“Harry Potter nerd.”“Whatever. Take the damn phone.”

“Hello. Audrey’s phone. She’s currently suiting up for a soul-deadening hourly job that provides no benefits, how may I help you?”

“Did you just say ‘frolic’?”“Is it not a word?”“Who the hell says ‘frolic’?”“I say frolic. And more people should.”“They should say frolic or actually frolic.”“Both.”

“I told him that my cat was on fire and he didn’t even hear me! On fire, Victoria! And he didn’t care!”“Aud, that is so fucking twisted that I don’t even know where to start.”“Okay, I know, but it had to be drastic.”“That’s not drastic, that’s sadistic. You’ve got your –tics mixed up.”“Will you please focus on the issue at hand? Evan doesn’t listen to what I’m saying!”“And this is news?”“Should I break up with him?”“Do you want to break up with him?”“I don’t know. Distract me from feeling miserable.”“Umm… ummm… I got new shoes.”“Woo.”“Wanna come over and try them on?”“I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

“So do I kill myself now, or do I wait and do it in front of Evan so he feels really, really, really bad?”

“What about James?”“James? James, the guy I work with? James who takes ice cream scooping more seriously than anyone should? James who almost had a nervous breakdown when the chocolate and rainbow sprinkles accidentally got mixed together? That James?”“He has a good work ethic. And he’s cute.”“Hello, I’m not thirty. I don’t want a good work ethic yet. I just want someone who can form complete sentences.”

“I’m a ball of rage right now, James. Sitting isn’t gonna do much.”

“That would make a fantastic college entrance essay. ‘I Killed My Boyfriend and Still Managed to Maintain a 4.2 GPA and the Lead in the Spring Musical.”

“Some people leave, yeah, and it sucks. But some people don't leave, and they never will. And sometimes people are there, but you just can't see them. But they're still there.”

“I guess even when you can see everything, some things will always be a surprise.”

“It's just how it is sometimes. Things hurt, and they hurt for a long time. You have to fight back, or it wins.”

“What's the point of crying if you can't even see the tears?”

“You have no idea how crazy I am, I should be wearing yellow Caution tape, I'm that bonkers.”

“If our school ever performed a play about the French Revolution, she could play the guillotine.”

“It's funny how bed and pillows and covers can change a conversation. Words turn quiet and you mean more and say less. It's like you can build your own little world, Population: 2.”

“The Cullens aren't gonna show up and invite you to come live with them in Forks!”

“It's OK to not be OK”