“Nice tree," he says.That boy has unexpected depth.”

“So with my luck, I'll never make it in time to save the boy in the forest because my hair will have snagged on a tree branch a mile back.”

“Have a nice life, Clara,” he says. “You deserve to be happy.”

“She has a nice reading voice, I’ll give her that, even though I suspect that underneath her polished exterior beats a heart of pure evil.”

“Come on, pretty boy,” he taunts. “Show me what you’ve got.”

“Hi there," Tucker says brightly, like we're bumping into each other on the street. "Uh, hi.""Nice night for stalking," he observes."No, I was---""Get your butt in here, Carrots.”

“Fine.” He smirks at me. “Nice to meet you, Carrots,” he says, looking directly at my hair. “Oh, I mean Clara.”My face flames.“Same to you, Rusty,” I shoot back, but he’s already striding away.”