Illusion2004

Sara:
You shouldn't sit on that wall. It's dirty and there's germs and you could get sick.

Christopher:
Yeah, well, I wish I would get sick. I wish I would catch some horrible disease and *die*. My chest hurts. My heart feels like it's shrinking into a little raisin. A little raisinette.

Sara:
Well, you *may* have a chance with Isabelle.

Christopher:
What are you talking about? She dropped the flowers and then she said she wasn't interested...

Sara:
Don't be a dummy. When a girl says she's *not* interested, it means she really *is* interested.

Christopher:
Well, I mean, what should I do? I'll do anything. I mean I'll, I'll come to the school until I'm too old to walk. I'll, like, buy her a million flowers -

Sara:
Woahhh, flowers are good, but there's a little issue with the boyfriend.

Christopher:
[shrugs] I'll kill him.