“Oh, you made an impression. Like a stone caught in my boot.”
“Oh my God. I kneed him in the wiener. And oh my frigging God, it was like stone.”
“Oh my God, you so should have fainted, and then Cal could have caught you and, like, carried you up the staircase.”
“Plus my boots were made of awesome.”
“Oh my God. You think you're my babysister, don't you?"He grinned and patted me on the shoulder in the most patronising way possible."Go fly a kite," I growled, turning away.A couple of seconds later, he caught up. "I could do that," he said, like I'd made a serious suggestion.”
“It was of grey stone, huge block set on block;but it caught the sunlight like a dolphin's back at dawn.”