Extraits

Bluffer est une nécessité, pas un choix.

Inutile de te mutiler pour avoir notre attention

Mieux vaut être détesté mais bien vivante, mieux vaut souffrir que d'être une meurtrière, mieux vaut être seule être en sécurité.

La tête qu'il ferait si je le braquais avec un flingue, ah ! A cette pensé, je sens mon visage s'épanouir. Oui cette vision me réjouit.

“Sawyer, we need some cocktails. Who’s dick do we have to suck to get them? I feel like you should take one for the team here, my friend.”

When she’d seen the gifts from Atlas, I thought she was going to burst into tears over it. I felt guilty for half a second before she declared that Atlas was her favorite and we should take him with us when we run away. At this rate, we’re going to have to hire a freaking bus because Sawyer clearly isn’t letting his sister go anywhere without him and I wouldn’t ever let him dump Grey’s hot self just to come with.

Felix would chase Sage down, I’m sure of it.

“Sounds fine, but the first rule of Reject Club is that we hate Giovanna and want to murder her. If you can’t get behind that, then you’re out already.”

I frown back at him. “What’s so terrifying about the basement? If the Boogey Man is down there I’d like to know now, so I can kill myself instead of heading down there. I was already planning on throwing myself off a bridge, I’ll just move it up.”

He gives me a hard look, his scars making him look even surlier, but I’ve been in this class and working with him for long enough that I just bat my eyelashes back at him.

He grunts at me, “I’m a mandatory reporter for students in crisis, don’t say that shit around me because I’d rather not have to fill out all of that paperwork, kid.”

I grin at him and shrug, feigning sheepishness. “Got any teachers you hate? I’m happy to mouth off elsewhere as an apology.”

He shakes his head at me, grumbling under his breath about his pay scale and dealing with this bullshit, but that’s nothing out of the ordinary.

I stare up at them all and memorize their faces.

I could kill them all right now without breaking a sweat, but I’m not a fucking monster, no matter how badly they all treat me. I’m above this shit.

I repeat my mantra in my head again. Better to be hated and alive, better to be in pain than a murderer, better to be alone and safe.

“Better to be hated and alive, better to be in pain than a murderer, better to be alone and safe.”