Just finished reading Power Of Six, and had a total OMG WTF BBQ SARAH YOU BITCH JOHN YOU MARCH RIGHT BACK IN THERE AND SAVE SAM'S ASS ALSO BERNIE KOSAR YOU ROCK moment.
And then this happened.
Disclaimer: I am not Pittacus Lore. If I was, I'd not be writing books, I'd be kicking Mog ass. Also I'd have supercoolawesomepowers. And I don't. *sadness*
always
he's always been the
w/e/i/r/d/o
you mean, he actually believes
that his dad
was
a b d u c t e d
by a.l.i.e.n.s?
what a l-o-s-e-r
...
he's always kept
be*lie*ving
that
no he didn't leave
he wouldn't have
he couldn't have
(but the thing about believing,
is that it's never in the truth)
…
he's always wanted
a clue, a sign, a reason
why
he left you, why do you love him?
he left you, why do you care?
he left you, but why?
…
he's always been
s i n g l e d out
that alien lover, NASA freak
just another skinnywhiteboywithdaddyissues
there's one in every school
but he's always been the only one
…
he's always kept
h*o*p*i*n*g
wishingonstars
w.h.i.s.p.e.r.i.n.g to the moon
s/c/r/e/a/m/i/n/g at the sun
and finally, finally
they come.
…
and everything changes.