“If you passed me walking home from school, you probably wouldn't even notice me. That's because I'm just a kid like you.I go to school like you. I get bullied like you. Unlike you, I live in Idaho.Don't ask me what state Idaho is in––news flash––Idaho IS a state.~Michael Vey”

“Where were they from originally? The Seabolts?" "I don't know, Idaho, Oklahoma, Iowa. One of those red-neck states with vowels on both ends." "You mean like Alaska?”

“Bullys are just being mean because they are just jelous of you and they have nothing better to do. so if you someone that is getting bullyed go see an groun up, and stand up for your self. Dont let anyone tell you that you cant stand up for you self because your too small, to weak, or anythink like that. so band bullying from all schools, and out of school. And keep your head high and sick through it. you will get throught it, i promess." =)”

“Oh, high school and everything. The first day I met you, you were almost crying because those guys were teasing you, and it was just because they thought you were cute. You have attention, that's a given. But I like it, okay? I like to get some attention at school and when we go out. I'm kind of jealous of you, Parker.”

“That's why I didn't want to touch you I knew I'd go crazy if I touched you, and now, it tears me open to ask you to be with me when I know I'm just going to do something to hurt you again! "Yes! Yes you probably are, you idiot! And it's going to be a damn skydive for me, and I'm going to hang on tight and just jump with you because that's what you do to me.”

“Tell you what," he said, noticing my stare. "I know you can't get a license, but I might be able to do something better.""What?"He smiled. "How would you like to come to school with me tomorrow and see a real, live locker?" I'm pretty sure I squealed.”