“Nathan Sutter," the teacher read. Here. My mother never calls me Nathan." Is it Nate?"She calls me Honeylips.”
“Could you just call me Pigeon?” he asked the teacher when she read his name.“Does your mother call you Pigeon?”“No.”“Then to me you are Paul.”...“Nathan Sutter,” the teacher read.“My mother never calls me Nathan.”“Is it Nate?”“She calls me Honeylips.”
“What are you doing here? (Terri)I’ll tell you if you tell me why you’re here. (Nathan)No. Leave. (Terri)No. You leave. (Nathan)What are we? Four? (Terri)”
“When I’m tired, I say, “I’m calling it a night.” Well, what else am I going to call it? Nathan?”
“How Nathan doesn't know I fancy him is beyond me. I may as well walk around with a sandwich board, saying 'I heart Nathan', ringing a bell”
“Nothing is more important to me than keeping you safe." - Nathan”