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Whoever had decided that school should start so early in the morning and last all day long needed to be hunted down and forced to watch hours of educational televison without the aid of caffine.
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Heather Brewer (Eighth Grade Bites (The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, #1))
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Because teachers, no matter how kind, no matter how friendly, are sadistic and evil to the core.
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Heather Brewer (Eighth Grade Bites (The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, #1))
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The world is full of monsters with friendly faces.
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Heather Brewer (Eighth Grade Bites (The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, #1))
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People fear what they can't understand and harm what they fear.
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Heather Brewer (Eighth Grade Bites (The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, #1))
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Morning, sunshine."
Vlad blinked at her. "Morning, sulfuric acid."
"Pardon me?"
"Well, isn't it just kinda wrong to call a vampire 'sunshine'?
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Heather Brewer (Eighth Grade Bites (The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, #1))
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Nothing could convince Aunt Nelly to let Vlad stay home for the duration of the school year, which just goes to prove that parents and guardians don't care if they're sending you to face bloodthirsty monsters, so long as you get a B in English.
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Heather Brewer (Eighth Grade Bites (The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, #1))
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To his amazement, he could already hear Henry snoring in the backseat. That guy could fall asleep on a car trip to the mailbox.
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Heather Brewer (Eighth Grade Bites (The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, #1))
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Vlad's heart sank into his stomach, then squeezed its way down his leg and popped out of the hole in his shoe, where it struck the floor and broke.
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Heather Brewer (Eighth Grade Bites (The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, #1))
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Vlad had found himself longing to encounter those of his own kind, to travel to the streets of Elysia-that far away world, but after a while it seemed more of a fairy tale than anything else.
Like Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy, only with fangs.
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Heather Brewer (Eighth Grade Bites (The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, #1))
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Ryan Chase was my eighth-grade collage, aspirational and wide-eyed. But Max was the first bite of grilled cheese on a snowy day, the easy fit of my favorite jeans, that one old song that made it onto every playlist. Peanut-butter Girl Scout cookies instead of an ornate cake. Not glamorous or idealized or complicated. Just me.
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Emery Lord (The Start of Me and You (The Start of Me and You, #1))
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According to his dad's journal, vampires had been through some of the worst epidemics in history. And apparently, during the days of the Black Plague, their biggest complaint had been rotten "food".
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Heather Brewer (Eighth Grade Bites (The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, #1))
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If you thought eighth grade was tough, try it with fangs and a fear of garlic.
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Heather Brewer (Eighth Grade Bites (The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, #1))
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Thw world is full of monsters with friendly faces.
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Heather Brewer (Eighth Grade Bites (The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, #1))
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Vlad blinked, unsure where her question was coming from and, more importantly, where it was going.
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Heather Brewer (Eighth Grade Bites (The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, #1))
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The classroom looked like cupid had thrown up all over it.
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Z Brewer (Eighth Grade Bites (The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, #1))
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Life has a nasty way of being increasingly unfair.
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Heather Brewer (Eighth Grade Bites (The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, #1))
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I’m crossing our backyard to the Pearces’, trying to juggle the bag and the portable speakers and my phone, when I see John Ambrose McClaren standing in front of the tree house, staring up at it with his arms crossed. I’d know the back of his blond head anywhere.
I freeze, suddenly nervous and unsure. I’d thought Peter or Chris would be here with me when he arrived, and that would smooth out any awkwardness. But no such luck.
I put down all my stuff and move forward to tap him on the shoulder, but he turns around before I can. I take a step back. “Hi! Hey!” I say.
“Hey!” He takes a long look at me. “Is it really you?”
“It’s me.”
“My pen pal the elusive Lara Jean Covey who shows up at Model UN and runs off without so much as a hello?”
I bite the inside of my cheek. “I’m pretty sure I at least said hello.”
Teasingly he says, “No, I’m pretty sure you didn’t.”
He’s right: I didn’t. I was too flustered. Kind of like right now. It must be that distance between knowing someone when you were a kid and seeing them now that you’re both more grown-up, but still not all the way grown-up, and there are all these years and letters in between you, and you don’t know how to act.
“Well--anyway. You look…taller.” He looks more than just taller. Now that I can take the time to really look at him, I notice more. With his fair hair and milky skin and rosy cheeks, he looks like he could be an English farmer’s son. But he’s slim, so maybe the sensitive farmer’s son who steals away to the barn to read. The thought makes me smile, and John gives me a curious look but doesn’t ask why.
With a nod, he says, “You look…exactly the same.”
Gulp. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? “I do?” I get up on my tiptoes. “I think I’ve grown at least an inch since eighth grade.” And my boobs are at least a little bigger. Not much. Not that I want John to notice--I’m just saying.
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Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))