Shouldn't someone give a pep talk or something?" Minho asked, pulling Thomas's attention away from Alby."Go ahead," Newt replied.Minho nodded and faced the crowd. "Be careful," he said dryly. "Don't die.

Rose took my nose, I suppose,” he repeated; the bubble of phlegm in his throat made a disgusting crackle. “And it really blows.

Yeah, you're a regular Mozart...well, except for the whole music thing.

Thomas groaned at how invisible he'd become. "I love how you guys are just talking about me like i'm not here.