Alienated

He prepared the richest, most indulgent and disgusting dish imaginable - a bowl of fudge ripple ice-cream topped with chocolate syrup, semi-sweet chocolate morsels, chocolate sprinkles, and, for good measure, a chocolate brownie from the pantry. He even garnished it with a handful of M&M's. (...) "Look what I made for you. A bowl of diabetes.

It's common knowledge that shiny rocks are preferred among human females.

Her dad's voice boomed from inside the house. "I've got a Glock, a shovel, and five acres of woods, Johnson!

Can I borrow the car today, Mom? We'll get soaked if we walk-" "Hmph," Dad interrupted. "When I was a boy-" "Yeah, yeah," Cara interrupted back. "You walked to school naked in the snow or something. So can I?

I don't like the way he looks at you." "How does he look at me?" "Like he wants to dock his ship inside your spaceport." "You've cracked.

I won't be your intergalactic booty call.

To be honest, I don't know what qualities you ever saw in him. I can tell why he chose you, but-" "Oh yeah?" Cara's spirits lifted as she sensed a compliment coming on. "Why do you think he chose me?" "It's obvious." He swept a hand to indicate her loose curls. "Your long, shiny hair, healthy skin, and bright eyes show that you're well-nourished." "Uh, thank you?" "I'm not finished." "Go on then." "You're clearly intelligent." Then he felt the need to add, "For a human." "Gee. That's so sweet." "But Eric was probably most attracted to your wait-to-hip ratio." For a split second, Aelyx resembled a human boy as he leaned back and peered at her caboose. "Hips of that width are likely to pass life offspring without complication." Cara nearly swallowed her own tongue. She didn't have big hips did she?

Friendship is one mind in two bodies." Right. Until your BFF went out of her mind and after your ex-boyfriend's body.

She'd suggested that he observe other teens for social cues, and he'd done the job in spades. Yesterday after spending the afternoon with the track team, Aelyx had smacked her on the back and yelled, "Good hustle!" after she jogged up the front porch steps.

How can we understand what we’ve never experienced and adapt without making mistakes?

Then it's topped with cheese, which is made from cow's milk. But the best part is pepperoni sausage." "And how is sausage made?" Aelyx asked. Dad laughed dryly from across the table. "Ignorance is bliss in this case.

Aelyx's voice was guarded when he said, "Our geneticists terminated the program." "Why?" "Because we all started growing tentacles." Her eyes opened wide. "Really?" "No," he said, totally deadpan. "Not really." Damn, she'd walked right into that one.

I'm going to the bathroom, not to Beirut. What horrible fate do you think's waiting for me in there? Death by toilet swirly?

Bill walked slowly to Cara's dressed and leaned on the edge, folding his arms as the pine creaked under his weight. Even the furniture feared this man.

Aelyx had promised things were fine between them, but Mister "I Would Never Lie To You" was about as honest as a felon.

I'm your personal jock-blocker, baby." Tori reached into her jeans pocket and handed over a half-eaten Snickers bar. "Happy Douche Liberation Day.

The boy she'd once loved was gone, and she'd accept it. But even if she didn't want Eric back, he'd hurt her. He was the enemy, and the Universal Girl Code stipulated friends should band together in hating the ****** till death.

It was both terrifying and glorious in it's intensity. It was love.

I won't say that you're pretty because that dog already did. And I won't say you're funny because you have had me laughing since I met you.

She started coming to the meetings. We talked, mostly about you, and it sorta..." "Just happened," Tori finished, staring at the floor. "Unh-uh." Cara shook her head, trying to clear it like an Etch a Sketch. "A zit just happens. My best friend going after my ex doesn't just happen.

Most humans expressed affection by pressing their lips together, a simple act, so why would anyone feel the need to research the process?

Humans would ruin it, just as they’d destroyed so many of their own natural wonders.

Look what I made for you. A bowl of diabetes" -Aelyx

I'm more of a cafeteria Catholic - I pick and choose when to go, what to believe." -Cara