“ In the privacy of my dreams, I'm a warrior.”

“At some point, during the early hours of the morning, the dreams found their way in. they were dark dreams, treacherous, submerging Violet in their murky depths until she incapable of finding her way to the surface. At first the images were harmless, like some sort of crazy kaleidoscope, drifting in and out of focus, colliding and splintering and reforming again.”

“Jay sat down across from Chelsea and took both of her hands in his. The oversized lunchroom was buzzing with activity, and he practically had to yell to be heard."Chelsea, for the love of everything good and holy, please ... please stop ruining my friend."Violet bit her lip to stop from laughing at the two of them. She knew what he was talking about before he even explained. It was the new facial hair.Chelsea jerked her hands out of his. "Oh, relax, drama queen. He's not broken. Besides, I'm gonna fix him this weekend."Jay seemed relieved.”

“I saw the folded note peeking up from behind the cover of the book in which I'd hidden it.I brushed my fingertips across the lineny surface, my skin sparking with electricity, my fingers itching to pull it free.I shoudn't, I told myself, even as I held my breath and watched myself withdrawing it from the book. I tried to tamp down the feeling of anticipation coursing through me at the same time I argued that it was a mistake to look at it again.It didn't deserve anymore of my time. He didn't deserve the space he already occupied in my mind.I glanced around to see if anyone had noticed me there, tucked beneath my desk, reading a note that I'd already memorized.No one paid me any attention.I held the letter, vividly picturing the six words written inside the folds. Six words that I already knew by heart. Six words that meant more to me than they should.I unfolded the top third of the paper, then the bottom, purposely keeping my eyes unfocused for just a moment.My heart stopped.And then my eyesight cleared.I pledge to keep you safe.”

“He leaned in then and kissed me again, sweet and soft and tender, silencing my arguments and stealing my breath, making me wonder how one simple gesture could be so tragically lovely.”

“Chelsea, for the love of everything good and holy, please...please stop ruining my friend." ~Jay”

“What was that all about?" Jay asked in loud whisper.She still felt like her head was reeling. She had no idea what she was going to tell to Grady when school was out. "I think Grady just asked me to Homecoming," she announced to Jay.He looked at her suspiciously. "The game?"Violet cocked her head to the side and gave him a look that told him to be serious."No, I'm pretty sure he meant the dance," Violet clarified, exasperated by the obtuse question.”