High School Popularity Is So Fickle.

God Help Anyone Who Messes With The Virals!

Hiram!' Shelton Ran To Hi's Side. 'aren't You You Bleeding? I Thought She Shot You!' 'red Wine. When I Saw It Running Everywhere, I Played Dead.' He Winced As Shelton Poked His Belly. 'but I'm Not Leaping Off Any More Shelves. That Was Pretty Stupid.

I've Been Accused Of Being A Minimalist Writer. I Don't Like A Lot Of Verbiage In There.

Ben Yanked Hi Sideways As Spikes Snapped From The Wall…once Again, Only Ben’s Reflexes Had Saved Him. “please Stop Doing That!” Ben Barked. “please Keep Doing That!” Hi Warbled.

Amazing.” Hi Stripped Off His Shirt, Wrung It Out. “score One For Your Honker.” “thanks, I Think.” I Cocked My Chin At Hi’s Substantial Midsection. “nice Abs.” “yeah, I Work Out Twice A Month. No Expectations. But Stop Hitting On Me, It’s Embarrassing.