all that you can’t leave behind “You think this is about Nathan? You’re not even close. You’re not even in the neighborhood of close!
What’s wrong is how pointless all of this is!
What difference does it make if you sleep with the popular guy, or you go to the right party, or you know the moves to some moronic cheer to do with some lame ass game I could care less about?!“
Once, when his uncles asked him what gift he wanted for his nameday, he begged them for a dragon. “It wouldn’t need to be a big one. It could be little, like I am.” His uncle Gerion thought that was the funniest thing he had ever heard, but his uncle Tygett said, “The last dragon died a century ago, lad.” That had seemed so monstrously unfair that the boy had cried himself to sleep that night.