"Once the greatest teen sensation of the seventies, Is, who released her first single when she was only fourteen, has dropped off the face of the earth." I think I'm going to be sick. I'll be the old cat lady! BAH! My life sucks!

"Your stomach will probably explode with pterodactyls clawing at your insides causing ulcers –" 
"Uhm, Bell, maybe you could tone down the dinosaur talk?"

I revolved back to look at him with a confused look on my face. "Are you mental or something?"

There was vanilla, strawberry, chocolate, peanut butter cup, and cookie dough ice cream, though I had no clue who ate strawberry ice cream.

I rolled my eyes. "Boys, the most pointless organism on the earth."

"Shoot!" I cried as I looked down at my soaked clothes. I jumped around like monkey on some kind of drugs trying to rid myself of my wet clothes, which were clinging to me like parasites.

I was extremely relieved. Marie was working me harder than… something worked extremely hard. I barely slept at night. I got back around eleven every night and then I started on homework.

"I think… I wanna quit," I said slowly.

I quickly exited the infirmary, because frankly, getting caught nearly kissing a boy by the school nurse is not exactly my dream.

"My mum will be a nervous wreck about now," he whispered.

"I don't care," I muttered into his chest.