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dropped it into my palm。
〃Appear out of thin air。〃
〃Bella； it's not my fault if you are exceptionally unobservant。〃 His
voice was quiet as usual — velvet； muted。
I scowled at his perfect face。 His eyes were light again today； a deep；
golden honey color。 Then I had to look down； to reassemble my nowtangled
thoughts。
〃Why the traffic jam last night？〃 I demanded； still looking away。 〃I
thought you were supposed to be pretending I don't exist； not irritating
me to death。〃
〃That was for Tyler's sake； not mine。 I had to give him his chance。〃 He
snickered。
〃You…〃 I gasped。 I couldn't think of a bad enough word。 It felt like the
heat of my anger should physically burn him； but he only seemed more
amused。
〃And I'm not pretending you don't exist；〃 he continued。
〃So you are trying to irritate me to death？ Since Tyler's van didn't do
the job？〃
Anger flashed in his tawny eyes。 His lips pressed into a hard line； all
signs of humor gone。
〃Bella； you are utterly absurd；〃 he said； his low voice cold。
My palms tingled — I wanted so badly to hit something。 I was surprised at
myself。 I was usually a nonviolent person。 I turned my back and started
to walk away。
〃Wait；〃 he called。 I kept walking； sloshing angrily through the rain。 But
he was next to me； easily keeping pace。
〃I'm sorry； that was rude；〃 he said as we walked。 I ignored him。 〃I'm not
saying it isn't true；〃 he continued； 〃but it was rude to say it； anyway。〃
〃Why won't you leave me alone？〃 I grumbled。
〃I wanted to ask you something； but you sidetracked me；〃 he chuckled。 He
seemed to have recovered his good humor。
〃Do you have a multiple personality disorder？〃 I asked severely。
〃You're doing it again。〃
I sighed。 〃Fine then。 What do you want to ask？〃
〃I was wondering if； a week from Saturday — you know； the day of the
spring dance —〃
〃Are you trying to be funny？〃 I interrupted him； wheeling toward him。 My
face got drenched as I looked up at his expression。
His eyes were wickedly amused。 〃Will you please allow me to finish？〃
I bit my lip and clasped my hands together； interlocking my fingers； so I
couldn't do anything rash。
〃I heard you say you were going to Seattle that day； and I was wondering
if you wanted a ride。〃
That was unexpected。
〃What？〃 I wasn't sure what he was getting at。
〃Do you want a ride to Seattle？〃
〃With who？〃 I asked； mystified。
〃Myself； obviously。〃 He enunciated every syllable； as if he were talking
to someone mentally handicapped。
I was still stunned。 〃Why？〃
〃Well； I was planning to go to Seattle in the next few weeks； and； to be
honest； I'm not sure if your truck can make it。〃
〃My truck works just fine； thank you very much for your concern。〃 I
started to walk again； but I was too surprised to maintain the same level
of anger。
〃But can your truck make it there on one tank of gas？〃 He matched my pace
again。
〃I don't see how that is any of your business。〃 Stupid； shiny Volvo owner。
〃The wasting of finite resources is everyone's business。〃
〃Honestly； Edward。〃 I felt a thrill go through me as I said his name； and
I hated it。 〃I can't keep up with you。 I thought you didn't want to be my
friend。〃
〃I said it would be better if we weren't friends； not that I didn't want
to be。〃
〃Oh； thanks； now that's all cleared up。〃 Heavy sarcasm。 I realized I had
stopped walking again。 We were under the shelter of the cafeteria roof
now； so I could more easily look at his face。 Which certainly didn't help
my clarity of thought。
〃It would be more… prudent for you not to be my friend；〃 he explained。
〃But I'm tired of trying to stay away from you； Bella。〃
His eyes were gloriously intense as he uttered that last sentence； his
voice smoldering。 I couldn't remember how to breathe。
〃Will you go with me to Seattle？〃 he asked； still intense。
I couldn't speak yet； so I just nodded。
He smiled briefly； and then his face became serious。
〃You really should stay away from me；〃 he warned。 〃I'll see you in class。〃
He turned abruptly and walked back the way we'd e。
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5。 BLOOD TYPE
I made my way to English in a daze。 I didn't even realize when I first
walked in that class had already started。
〃Thank you for joining us； Miss Swan；〃 Mr。 Mason said in a disparaging
tone。
I flushed and hurried to my seat。
It wasn't till class ended that I realized Mike wasn't sitting in his
usual seat next to me。 I felt a twinge of guilt。 But he and Eric both met
me at the door as usual； so I figured I wasn't totally unforgiven。 Mike
seemed to bee more himself as we walked； gaining enthusiasm as he
talked about the weather report for this weekend。 The rain was supposed
to take a minor break； and so maybe his beach trip would be possible。 I
tried to sound eager； to make up for disappointing him yesterday。 It was
hard； rain or no rain； it would still only be in the high forties； if we
were lucky。
The rest of the morning passed in a blur。 It was difficult to believe
that I hadn't just imagined what Edward had said； and the way his eyes
had looked。 Maybe it was just a very convincing dream that I'd confused
with reality。 That seemed more probable than that I really appealed to
him on any level。
So I was impatient and frightened as Jessica and I entered the cafeteria。
I wanted to see his face； to see if he'd gone back to the cold；
indifferent person I'd known for the last several weeks。 Or if； by some
miracle； I'd really heard what I thought I'd heard this morning。 Jessica
babbled on and on about her dance plans — Lauren and Angela had asked the
other boys and they were all going together — pletely unaware of my
inattention。
Disappointment flooded through me as my eyes unerringly focused on his
table。 The other four were there； but he was absent。 Had he gone home？ I
followed the stillbabbling Jessica through the line； crushed。 I'd lost
my appetite — I bought nothing but a bottle of lemonade。 I just wanted to
go sit down and su