“Rachel bit her lip. "I hope you're right. I'm a little worried. What if someone asks what's on the next math test and I start spouting a prophecy in the middle of geometry class? The Pythagorean theorem shall be problem two...Gods, that would be embarrassing.”

“Uh-oh," Moni sang, and nodded her head in Chantal's direction. "I think someone's a wee bit upset with us." She turned and walked a few steps backward."Careful," I said. "We're not out of range.""Have no fear, Super Brain is here." Moni whipped out her calculator, holding it up like a shield."What are you going to do, daze her with denominators?""Maybe. But first I'm going to pummel her with my Pythagorean theorem.”

“How's happiness class going, by the way?""Okay, so far.""Are you feeling happy?" he asks with the hint of a smirk.I shrug. "The professor says that happiness is wanting what you have."Christian makes a thoughtful noise in the back of his throat. "I see. Happiness is wanting what you have. Well, there you go. So what's the problem, then?""What do you mean?""Why is the class only okay?""Oh." I bit my lip, then confess. "Every time I meditate, I start glowing.”

“If I died, would it get me out of my geometry test tomorrow? One could only hope.”

“I don't usually like to stop women staring at my groin, but... you're a bit intense, I'm starting to worry.”

“If I died, would it get me out of my geometry test tomorrow? One could only hope." - Zoey Mongomery (Redbird)”