Hayley

“Are you ready to put the ‘fun’ in Fall Fun Fest?” he says as I slap his palm.
“I can at least put the ‘trip’ in ‘Triple F.’” A pause. “By being clumsy, I mean. Not by, like, sharing drugs with the group.” Three sets of eyes are on me, and I can’t stop myself from talking. “I don’t have any drugs. In case you were worried. Or, in case you were … expecting me to have drugs.…”
Gideon grins.”
― Emma Mills, Foolish Hearts

“No woman should be made to fear that she was not enough.”
― Samantha Shannon, The Priory of the Orange Tree

“No homework. I got suspended,” Blue replied.
“Get the fuck out,” Ronan said, but with admiration. “Sargent, you asshole.”
Blue reluctantly allowed him to bump fists with her as Gansey eyed her meaningfully in the rearview mirror.
Adam swivelled the other way in his seat – to the right, instead of to the left, so that he was peering around the far side of the headrest. It made him look as if he were hiding, but Blue knew it was just because it turned his hearing ear instead of his deaf ear towards them. “For what?”
“Emptying another student’s backpack over his car. I don’t really want to talk about it.”
“I do,” Ronan said.
“Well, I don’t. I’m not proud of it.”
Ronan patted her leg. “I’ll be proud for you.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven King

“Hot Pockets - what were you really doing in there?"
I turn to Gabe, that orange shirt glowing in the setting sun. "Sorry?"
"Hot Pockets," he says.
"Cinnamon Toast Crunch," I reply. "Are we saying things we like?"
"It's a thing. You have to tell the truth. It trumps penguin party."
"Nothing trumps penguin party.”
― Emma Mills, This Adventure Ends