The Lying Game

Always sleep with one eye open. Never take anything for granted. Your best friends might just be your enemies.

Pull yourself together, bitch. He's just a guy.

At least she had a clear picture of what the Lying Game was now: Girl Scouts for psychopaths.

I understood we used to be close. But they were like books i'd read two summer ago; I knew I'd liked them, but I couldn't tell you now what they'd been about.

Sutton's dead. Tell no one. Keep playing along... or you're next.

My sister had blown out the candle in our breath.That meant our wishes were definitely going to come true

The air smelled like a mélange of everyone's perfume and hair products, with a slight undertone of booze.

No wonder Emma didn't see me. No wonder I wasn't in the mirror. I wasn't really there. I was dead. ... Emma stared at the girl's huge, blue eyes, slightly upturned nose, and round face. She looked exactly like her. That was because the girl in the video was me.

All the desks in this room are bolted down, Sutton. Just so you know." Uh, okay.

School always makes me want to hibernate. - Emma