Halee moves a little before jumping up and running to a bush, doubling over once she gets there. I run after her and crouch at her side, "You alright?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
My mind blanks at her words, my body tingling. I lower myself to sit beside her and don't say anything for a few moments, "You're... Oh my god. Your father is going to kill me."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Don't say you don't have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given to Helen Keller, Pasteur, Michaelangelo, Mother Teresa, Leonardo da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein. — H. Jackson Brown