Coolest Bad Boy Quotes

Me: I told you, I’ll get fired if I dothat. Logan: Come on, sis. Live a little. Weston: As an officer of the law I must remind you…it’s only illegal if you get caught. Me: Guys, I don’t know…I really like myjob. Owen: You’d be the coolest sister ever if you didthis. Me: I’m already the coolest sister. Logan: Dean’s only getting marriedonce. Owen: That’s debatable. I still don’t see how Kara puts up with his ass. Think of it this way, Q: it’s the only bachelor party we’re throwing forhim. Me: Maybe…it’s risky. We’re still working bugs out of the prototype. I wouldn’t want you guys to gethurt. Dean: You guys are assholes. Mom told me the Batmobile isn’t real and all that footage isfake. I crack up,reading Dean’s text twice. We’ve been going at this all day, with my other brothers trying to convince me to let them take the Batmobile out for the bachelor party. Weston: It took MOM telling you it’s not real for you to get it? Jackson never once bought intoit. Owen: And he’s fucking THREE YEARSOLD Logan: hahaha you’re never living this down, bro I send a carefully doctoredphoto of me sitting behind the wheel of the Batmobile to the group text, still laughing as I imagine Dean’s pouting face rightnow. Me: I guess it’ll just be me in this bad boy then. So long, suckers! Logan: He’s believed this for FOUR FUCKING MONTHS, guys Owen: I didn’t think we could keep it going for thatlong. Weston: Q and I get all the credit. Dean: Again. Assholes.

It was a weird thing. Before the divorce, my mom had been kind of strict, the triplets constantly wrecking shit as she sternly tried to wrangle them. She had no patience for people who might complicate her life or create more work for her, was always rolling her eyes at how stupid everyone else was. She made checklists that no one else ever checked. She frowned a lot. I was slightly afraid of her, even though I knew that she loved me. And though I knew the divorce had messed her up, it had also seemed to relax her, like the bad thing had finally happened and she didn't have to keep waiting for it. She chilled out. The triplets, if they burned down the Dairy Queen, well, that was someone else's problem. If I invited some strange boy into our house and made out with him, who was she to intervene? We were eating pizza on a weekday. She was the coolest mom in Coalfield.

Joe went home to his house, figuring he really needed a shower and to catch up on homework. He joked that he’d had enough excitement for today and that he couldn’t wait to do something nice and normal like math. ​Becky and I walked Zac, Meg, and Bobby towards their home. After all, since I had shrunk Zac...that was the least I could do. Well, at least that’s what I told him. Actually, I loved spending time with Zac. To think that me, Bella, the one they called pigsty girl, was walking with the cutest boy in the school. I only hoped some classmates would see us. Truthfully, I hoped our entire class would see us. ​“Wow! What an interesting day,” I said to Zac. ​“Yeah! It may very well have been my best day ever!” Zac gushed. “Sure, I was shrunk, but man, nobody else can say that. Well, except for you and my man, Joe.” He grinned. “You are so cool.” ​I felt my face turn bright red. “Gee thanks. It’s so nice to hear that from you. After all, you are the coolest guy in school.” ​Zac nodded. “Yeah, I guess I am!” ​I nudged him. He didn’t shudder. I took that as a good sign. “So I’m more than just pigsty girl?” ​“Man, I never totally thought of you that way. You’re just a girl who has a smart mom who invents some pretty neat and awesome inventions, but who also kind of invents some whacky ones.” ​“Yep, well put,” I giggled. “My mom is different. Her brain doesn’t work like most people’s brains. Sometimes I think I’m the same way. I see things differently too.” ​Zac smiled. “I think that is so amazing!” ​I dropped my head. “Other kids don’t, they think I’m different.” ​“Well, you just said you were.” ​“I mean, they think I’m different in a bad way.” ​Zac gave me a wave of his hand. “Who cares what other kids think of you. You know you’re smart and special and that’s all that matters.” ​Wow! Zac was pretty deep after all. He was right. I was special. I didn’t care what other kids thought. At least I shouldn’t, but I did. ​I looked at him with a tilted head. “I shouldn’t, but I do. When they laugh and joke about me, it hurts my feelings.” ​Zac stopped walking. He squinted his eyes and frowned. “From now on that’s not going to happen!