Its Not Bragging If Its True.

Ew, No!' Laurel Said, Brushing Past Him. Dracula Covered Half His Face With His Cape, Shunned Vampire-style, And Scooted Away To His Perch Behind The Counter.

Sutton's Dead. Tell No One. Keep Playing Along... Or You're Next.

Never Trust A Pretty Little Liars Even Though They Might Be Right.

Don't Get Too Comfortable. It's Not Over Until I Say It Is. -a

But Mike Was Like A Bjork Song-all Happy And Giddy And Fun On The Surface, But Bubbling With Turmoil And Pain Underneath.