“But first, my friends, I need you to do something for me. We have two spies in the back of the auditorium.”

“He pulled the envelope out of his pocket and ripped it open, then took out the slip of paper. The soft lights that ringed the mirror lit up the message in a warm glow. It was two short sentences: " KILL ME. IF YOU'VE EVER BEEN MY FRIEND, KILL ME. ”

“Kill me. If you’ve ever been my friend, kill me.”

“I sent a lot of publishing ideas to my publisher, about 30 of them. Each time except 3, i got a "rejection letter". This is basically what a rejection letter is like:Hello Pathetic Moron,We read your book. It sucked. Don't send us another one. If you do, we will run over your grandmother with a bus. Don't Do It.From, Your Publisher”

“What would I do without you? I'd die of stress and depression before nature killed me.”

“I didn't do anyting wrong. All I know is I saw two people struggling to get inside these walls and they [Minho and Alby] couldn't make it. To ignore that because of some stupid rule seemed selfish, cowardly, and... well, stupid. If you want to throw me in jail for trying to save someone's [Alby] life, then go ahead. Next time I promise I'll point at them and laugh, then go eat some of Frypan's dinner. -Thomas”

“Minho snickered and leaned back in his chair. “Man, you are one butt-load of sunshine, let me tell you.”