So why did you want to kiss me?'We're friends aren't we?' Callum shrugged.I relaxed into a smile. 'Of course we are.'And if you can't kiss your friends who can you kiss?' Callum smiled.

Boo: 'Go talk to her.'Callum: 'About what?'Boo: 'Anything.'Callum: 'You want me to walk up to her and say, 'Are you a ghost?''Boo: 'I do that.'Callum: 'I love it when you get it wrong.

Her smile faded to a more serious expression. 'Is everything okay? With Callum?'Fine,' I said, taking a bite of meat and avoiding her eyes.'He's crazy about you, you know,' she said softly, like I hadn't just told her things were fine. 'I see other girls looking at him sometimes, and he doesn't even notice. He only sees you.

You smell so good,'No, I don't, I smell like death.'You're crazy, you're not dead. You do not smell like death.'I was dead a long time.'And now you're not. Hence the alive smell.

Want to dance? We have music this time. And I don't have to punch you when we finish.