“Expel the object!" Freak shouts. "Regurgitate, you big moron!" and he gives me another thump and I cough up this yucky mess, but I'm still laughing so hard my nose is running.”

“Quit, give up, you're beaten,They still shout in my face,But another voice within me says,Get up and win the race”

“I'm so, so sorry. I don't deserve it, but give me a chance." he squeezes me hard. "I need another chance.”

“I don't think so," the Mayor buzzes -And my feet stop running -But then I pick up one -And then the other -And I'm running for it again -I hear the Mayor laugh behind me. "Well done," he says.”

“I was giddy with relief and I started to giggle again. "If you're sorry, then I'm sorry.""Why would you be sorry? You were upstairs!""Well, they were here for me, weren't they? It's my fault everyone breaks your nose and tries to kill you."He took a deep breath to object and started to laugh. "I'll give you that one. But don't worry, I don't mind.”

“No." I backed up, running my hands along my hips. "You told me to not give up on Seth. And now you want me to?""I don't want you to give up on him," he said, voice taking on a pleading edge. "There's still hope for him, but only if you can truly reach him. And being the head of Seth's fan club isn't going to do it."I laughed then. "That was so you when you were... you know, around. You totally had a boy crush on him.”