Jennifer

“　Nero noticed his friends gawking. “Hey, fuckers, move your eyes to someone else.”
　　“Damn, Nero, you were right. Elle is just so heartbroken.” Amo couldn’t hold in his laughter.
　　Nero leaned up from the car and ran his hands through his hair. He turned back to them and saw Vincent closing his eyes, whispering something.
　　“What the hell are you doing?”
　　Vincent whispered something else before he opened his eyes. “I was just thanking God for leggings.”
― Sarah Brianne, Nero

“Hey, babe, can I sit here?” Elle turned her head and saw Nero standing there, holding a tray.
　　Did he just really ask that, and did he just really call me ‘babe’?
　　“Are you serious? Sit here?” Elle pointed to the chair beside her.
　　“Yes, I was talking directly to you, wasn’t I?” Nero was definitely a smartass.
　　“No, you clearly weren’t because my name isn’t ‘babe’. I bet you don’t even know my name. So, no, you cannot sit here, Nero.”
― Sarah Brianne, Nero

“If getting on the ground is what keeps those good things in my life, then fine. But I will not crawl, I absolutely will not beg.
　　Stupid wolf!”
― Sarah Brianne, Nero

“Elle hugged Amo’s side, then she leaned up as high as she could and kissed him on the cheek, barely making it. “Thanks.”
　　Elle ran off into the classroom to go be with her best friend. She couldn’t be happier
　　Nero couldn’t be more pissed. He didn’t understand how Amo could get a fucking thank you without asking. How he could get a kiss without asking. How come she never throws herself at me for a hug? I want a fucking hug.”
― Sarah Brianne, Nero