Quotes About Friendship

Before we left town, Antonio pulled into a strip mall and went in to get subs and salads, leaving Clay and me half naked and bleeding in the car, and Cain unconscious in the trunk. No wonder I was anxious to get back to Toronto. Spend too much time around these guys and you become a little too nonchalent about blood-soaked clothes and bodies in the trunk

A friend helps you move; a real friend helps you move a body.

You guys are weird, Tori said. Simon sat on the crate beside me. That's right. We are totally weird and completely uncool. Your popularity is plummeting just by being near us.

She's my friend. Good for you. Just my luck, I said. Finally meet my twin brother and, turns out, he's an ass.

What's that old joke? "A friend helps you move; a real friend helps you move a body.

She saw Derek and without so much as a hello, leaned to look behind him. Where's Simon? He's— Is he okay? Why isn't he here? She glared up at Derek. Where'd you leave him? Passed out in an alley. Derek frowned in thought. Not sure where, though ... He's kidding, I said as Tori sputtered. We need to get moving. Derek hooked a thumb as Tori while looking at me. She's your responsibility. Excuse me? Tori said. Derek didn't even glance her way. Make sure she keeps up. And shuts up.

So what's it tonight?" she asked. "Tag? Hide and seek? Fetch?" I gave a soft growl at the last one and she laughed. "Someday, I'm going to teach you to fetch," she said.

Were you crying? Tori peered at my face. You were. I-it's nothing. I— Simon pulled something, didn't he? Got you out on that walk, and the next thing you know, it's not your hand he's holding. Her eyes blaze. Guys. They can be such— It wasn't like that. If he pulled that crap, you can tell me. I've had a few surprise first dates myself. Wish I'd had my spells then. Especially the binding one.

Jonathan is an old friend from Unstable. Connolly frowns. Does he have a magical power? He doesn't need one. I take out my phone. He's a librarian.

So I spilled my guts already. Your turn. If you won't tell me what happened just now, at least tell me what happened at the tattoo place." I did. I was tempted to joke that his dad was right--apparently I was evil--but he wouldn't appreciate that.

Look, Corey, I know you don't like me. Daniel doesn't either, but he's being nice about it for Maya's sake." "I'm not--" Daniel protested. "It's okay. I didn't go out of my way to make friends in Salmon Creek. I know that. I acted like an ass, and as Maya may have told you, I had a reason, one that probably still makes me an ass.

Anyone who beats our Sweet Sixteen gets to kiss her. The lineup forms behind me." Brendan got behind him. Daniel grinned at me and joined. The other guys filed in. "Oh my God," I said. "What are you guys? Twelve?" "No," Brendan said. "Just really, really immature." "In other words, typical guys," said a voice.

Chloe) She considers me a friend." (Derek) "Does she? Huh. Never thought friendship started with one girl locking the other— bound and gagged— in a crawl space."

He likes you." I looked at her. She shrugged. "I'm just saying, if you didn't want to break up, he'll come back. He really likes you." A sardonic twist of a smile. "Everyone does.

Gabriel, Ricky, and I fight against our roles as pawns by sticking together. That's where the original three failed. We will not repeat their mistakes.

Is it because of the party?" she asked. "You think maybe he did drug you? Because I'm sure it was Hayley. If you want, we could try to prove it--break into her place, look for the dope." I stared at Nicole. Her cheeks colored. "What can I say--I'm a closet rebel.

When we broke for lunch, I caught up with Daniel outside the classroom. Corey and Brendan took off, saying they'd meet up with us at our table. "What's wrong?" Daniel said. "Noth--" "If those guys can tell something's wrong, then it is, Maya.

Whether he killed her or scavenged her remains, he's a man-eater now, so he can't stay. I just don't want to jump to the conclusion he's the killer and overlook the possibility she was--" Daniel's arm nudged mine. A subtle gesture that could be accidental, but when you've been friends this long, you know when you're being told to shut up.

Under normal circumstances, I'd run there, and try to make it back by the end of lunch period but--" "Not when we might have a man-killing cat roaming around. Come on. I'll drive you." He started toward the lot. I jogged up beside him. "You don't have to do that. Go eat your lunch." "I've got some energy bars in the glove box." I jostled him. "What, you don't trust me to drive your baby?

Maybe there's something out there. Giant eels or whatever." "Giant eels?" Corey let out a whoop of a laugh, too loud and too long. Desperate to cast off the fear and unease and find his old self again. "Hey, I'm not the moron who was worried about great white sharks," said Sam. "Um, that was Nic.

I glanced in the mirrors to see him racing along the side of the truck. He grabbed the door and yanked it open. I turned my attention back to the road. Daniel swung in, then slammed the door shut and collapsed in the passenger seat, panting. "Always wanted to do that, haven't you?" I said. He laughed and struggled to catch his breath.

I tried to stand, but Daniel made me sit on the ground as he checked me out. He squeezed my shoulder and I winced. "Just bruised," I said. "I can walk." Rafe jogged over to us. "She was driving? Is she okay?" "Yes, she is," I said, getting to my feet.

Where's Annie?" "She--" Rafe stopped and looked at Daniel. "Took off?" I said. "Like she does sometimes?" He nodded. "We set out this morning, but we didn't get far before she…" "Ran away," I finished. A glance at Daniel, then he went on. "Right.

Rafe's right. You are pretty. I like your hair." She reached out and stroked a lock hanging over my shoulder. "I wish mine was straight. I used to straighten it, but it never really worked. I don't think I was doing it right. Rafe tried to help, but--" She giggled. "He's not a good hairdresser." I couldn't help smiling at that image.