Gianna

“Yes, you are,” Chubs agreed. “But you’re our idiot, so be more careful next time.”
“Cosigned,” Liam said, hooking his fingers over mine on top of the armrest.”
― Alexandra Bracken, The Darkest Minds

“It rained the day they brought us to Thurmond.
And it rained the day I walked out.”
― Alexandra Bracken, In the Afterlight

“Why are you so weird?"
"Because my weird has to be able to cancel out your weird, Lady Cross-stitch."
"At least what I do is considered an art form."
"Yes, in ye olde medieal Europse you would've been quite the catch-”
― Alexandra Bracken, The Darkest Minds

“Doubtful, but it did work...
"Annabeth?" Percy said again. "You're planning something. You've got that I'm-planning-something look."
"I don't have an I'm-planning-something look."
"Yeah, you totally do. Your eyebrows knit and your lips press together and ---"
"Do you have a pen?" she asked him.
"You're kidding, right?" He brought out Riptide.
"Yes, but can you actually write with it?"
"I--I don't know," he admitted. "Never tried.”
― Rick Riordan, The House of Hades