Dear Luke, I hate you, so much.

Dear Ashton, Don't come back.

Dear Calum, You're a waste of space. -

"You're our bodyguard? Seriously? You're a girl. She's a girl. She can't protect us. How old are you? Sixteen?" "Michael... she looks like she is about to flip shit. I think you should shut the hell up before you end up on your ass." "Well, your band mate, Luke, is not wrong. For your information, I am twenty-one years old and just because I'm a girl, doesn't mean I can't kick some ass. So, Mr. Clifford, would you like to keep running your mouth?"