Amatullah

“Love you,” Xavier said just before he drifted back to sleep.
“Love you more,” I said playfully.
“Not a chance,” Xavier said, fully awake now. “I’m bigger, I can contain more love.”
“I’m smaller, therefore my love particles are more compressed, which means I can fit more in.”
Xavier laughed. “That argument makes no sense. Overruled.”
“I’m just basing it on how much I miss you when you’re not around,” I countered.
“How can you possibly know how much I miss you?” he said. “Have you got some sort of built-in miss-o-meter that can give us a reading?”
“I’m a girl; of course I have a built-in miss-o-meter.”
― Alexandra Adornetto, Halo

“Molly: So how do you think of Bryce Hamilton crowd so far? Boys hot enough for you?
Bethany: I wouldn't say hot. Most of them seem to have a normal body temperature.”
― Alexandra Adornetto, Halo

“You've written three lines"
"Three carefully considered lines,"Xavier objected. "Quality over quantity, remember”
― Alexandra Adornetto, Halo

“Sit, Phantom!" Ivy cooed. "On your bottom!"

"Oh, for goodness' sake!" Gabriel put down his book and pointed a longer finger at Phantom. "Sit," he commanded in a deep voice. Phantom looked sheepish and sank straight to the floor.

Ivy scowled in frustration. "I've been trying to get him to do that all day! What is it with dogs and male authority?”
― Alexandra Adornetto, Halo