Desi

“I woke to a bucket of ice water in my face.
“Sadie! Get up,” Zia said.
“God!” I yelled. “Was that necessary?”
“No,” admitted Zia.”
― Rick Riordan, The Red Pyramid

“I’d been to the British museum before. In fact I’ve been in more museums than I like to admit—it makes me sound like a total geek.
[That’s Sadie in the background, yelling I am a total geek. Thanks, Sis.]”
― Rick Riordan, The Red Pyramid

“How does it taste?” Carter wondered.
Zia smiled. “Stick out your tongue.”
To answer Carter’s question, the tattoo tasted like burning car tires.
“Ugh.” I spit a blue gob of “order and harmony” into the fountain.”
― Rick Riordan, The Red Pyramid

“Carter looked awful—I mean even worse than usual. Honestly, the boy had never been in a proper school, and he dressed like a junior professor, with his khaki trousers and a button-down brown shirt and loafers. He’s not bad looking, I suppose. He’s reasonably tall and fit and his hair isn’t hopeless. He’s got Dad’s eyes, and my mates Liz and Emma have even told me from his picture that he’s hot, which I must take with a grain of salt because (a) he’s my brother, and (b) my mates are a bit crazed. When it came to clothes, Carter wouldn’t have known hot if it bit him on the bum.”
― Rick Riordan, The Red Pyramid