Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I even posted a melodramatic love poem or two back in the day.

I don't know, fall in love.

All right, it's really no big deal. I have a friend that I really wanted to take.

I'm not graduating from high school.

- She makes me crazy. - Crazy?

I am not peaceful.

You need to show this bully that you're not gonna take any more of his sh... guff.

"Their sharp happiness is a knife to me."

Figuring out how to control your magic seems a lot like hammering a nail.

Changing your name, and being indentured for all those years, and occupying Algeria...

- Yeah. - Guys, I'm telling you.

I just had her last weekend.

- Help! Help me, please! I'm bleeding. - Sorry.

You have locker number 281?

- I mean, didn't he ask you? - Only like 105 times.

Xander, being back here. I don't know...

and slammed his stupid-ass insecure face right into the pavement.

Which is a hood.

"I sit alone and try to love them. I sit alone and laugh."

I mean, a lot of teens post some pretty angsty poetry on the web.

It takes two strokes to hit the nail in, or you could hit your thumb.

Nah... only haters think that

So, is she screwing up her grades again?

- You are my friend. - I am?

"I rise into the moonlight white and watch the mirror stare."

I'm a counsellor here because I wanna help.

That lame demon?

I just wanna make things better. Connect.

- Death really is on her brain. - We all deal with death.

Frankly, we were worried that you might drink too much and hurt Cassie.

- You get pissed off a lot? - No, I...

I thought you were with Giles studying how to not kill people.

OK. Then what are you saying?

Back off. Get back!

I better go hit the books if I'm gonna ace this test. Nice meeting you.

Every time there's a threat like this, we do the same dance. Inform teachers, search lockers.

Oh, wait, no. Here's something. No, that's Phillip Newton.

- Has someone threatened you? - No.

- What am I supposed to do? - You did it.

I don't know why and I don't know how, but something out there is gonna kill me.

Then it was fate?

We'd better find out. I have his address right here. You got your keys?