“Are you just gonna stare at Jack or are we gonna go?" Milo asked, poking his head into the bedroom.”

“This is the way the world ends; not with a bang or a whimper, but with zombies breaking down the back door.”

“I don't care where I come from or who you are. I can make you happy, and you make me happy. We could have a happily ever after.”

“I think I draw most inspiration from writers like Richelle Mead and filmmakers like John Hughes. They both really understand the experience of being a teenager and how insistent and intense everything feels, but they're also smart, savvy, and fun.”

“When I said it aloud, it sounded terribly creepy, which is why I had said it aloud.”

“This was good, except that now I had two crazed, burning zombies standing between me and the exit, plus another one that wasn’t on fire. I had not thought this plan through at all.”

“Why are you singing?” Daniel asked. “You’re just lying in the dirt and singing. That’s weird. I thought you were supposed to be some kind of scary monster.”

“It's really over." He put his arms around her, pulling her to him. "Now just as long as you don't get tangled up with a pack of vampires or deranged witches while you're at college, everything will be wonderful.”

“He hadn’t been peeping intentionally; he’d been trying to sneak into my room. So that was slightly less creepy, I supposed.”

“the way it always did.”

“Cause I lit him on fire,” I shrugged and brushed dust from my pants.”