
Hmmm. Whichever is fine with me. Though forbidden love does sound interesting.

"You're right," Cally said. "I loathe you."

Cally banged her head on the table. "I hate you."

Cally groaned. "I so hate you right now."

Cally scowled. "That's not an answer."

I want a boyfriend for Cally Eve Darrel.

Cally sighed and leaned back in her chair. "Why am I funny?"

"Because," Cally explained slowly, as if she was talking to a three year old. "Then I'm just talking to myself. And I do enough of that on my own."

"You have to participate!" Cally insisted.

Cally shook her head. "But, really."