“Well, I can feel superior for my good deed.” I flashed him a smile. “How’s that for a selfish reason?”

“A sea of people in red crowded around it. I looked atMallory’s black hoodie and my gray sweater and realized we’d forgotten to wear the school colors. Oh, well. There was always my hair.”

“I pictured him in uniform. Let's just say the picture was...nice.”

“I hate procrastinating, so much so that I often do my homework on Friday so it won’t be hanging over my head all weekend long. The goodthing is, my (nonexistent) social life doesn’t usually interfere with this quirk of mine.”

“Pass me the Academy Award. I don’t know how I did it, but hysterical-girl tears sprung from my eyes as I ran out of the room and down the grand staircase.”

“Wow, you mean Tiffany’s an evil wench? I’m shocked. Shocked, I tell you!” I patted my heart in faux surprise.”

“That's my brother," I said. "Saving the world, one girl at a time.”