“ She looked at me, like she was drinking in the fact that I was still here. And I realized I was doing the same thing. The world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive. ”
"she was probably my age, maybe a couple of inches taller, and a whole lot more athletic looking. with her deep tan and her curly blond hair, she was almost exactly what I thought a stereotypical California girl would look like, except her eyes ruined the image. they were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, to, as if she were analyzing the best way to take me down in a figh."
the guy in the toga turned. he had a crooked smile and a slightly crazy look in his eyes, like he’d just been playing an intense video game. in one hand he held a knife. in the other hand was something like a dead animal. that didn’t make him look any less crazy.
"leo was used to not being noticed by girls. at least, he knew he’d never get a girl by his looks. he hoped his personality and sense of humor would do that someday, though it definitely hadn’t worked yet"
her secret fear? maybe she hadn't tried hard enough. piper had never wanted to make friends with the romans. [...] how could a child of the sea god drown? piper didn’t know, but she watched herself in the vision, alone and thrashing in the dark, until the water rose over her head.Piper shut her eyes. don’t show me that again, she pleaded. show me something helpful.