“I hate you and your freaky alien powers.”

“All right, the alien testosterone right now is a little too much, and I really don’t want to have an alien brawl in my house on top of the broken window and the dead body that came through it.” I took a breath. “But if you two don’t knock it off, I’ll kick both of your asses.”

“What’s wrong with you?”“I don’t know. I probably got alien cooties.”

“You don't look like an alien!' It seemed important to point that out. He arched a brow. 'And what do aliens look like?''Not...not like you,' I sputtered. 'They aren't gorgeous--''You think I'm gorgeous?' He smiled.”

“It’s not great. What kind of connection is this? A one-way hotline to Pervyville?” I took a step forward, on a roll now. “It’s disgusting. Freaky—stop laughing, Seth!”

“I understood books. I did not understand boys—especially alien boys.”

“Some powers come more easily to others, but Matthew rocks at reading energies.”“What?” I set my fork back down. “Our biology teacher is an alien? Holy crap…all I can think of is that movie The Faculty.” Dee choked on her orange juice. “We don’t snatch bodies.”I hoped not.”