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  all, aime i didn't
  ge out of the way of the ball, i hit my teammate ih it.
  and it was worse because edward wasn't in school at all.
  all m i was dreading lung his bizarre glares. part of me
  wao ao knoroblem was. while i
  was lying sleepless in my bed, i eve i would say. but i
  koo well to think i would really have the guts to do it. i
  made the cowardly lion look like the terminator.
  but whehe cafeteria with jessig to keep my
  eyes from sweeping the pla, and failiirely — i saw that
  his fs of s together at the same table, and
  he was not with them.
  mike ied us ao his table. jessica seemed elated by
  the attention, and her friends quied us. but as i tried to
  listen to their easy chatter, i was terribly unfortable, waiting
  nervously for the moment he would arrive. i hoped that he would simply
  ignore me rove my suspis false.
  he didn't e, and as time passed i grew more aense.
  i walked to biology with more , by the end of lunch, he
  still hadn't showed. mike, who was takiies of a golden
  retriever, walked faithfully by my side to class. i held my breath at the
  door, but edward wasn't there, either. i exhaled ao my
  seat. mike followed, talking about an uping trip to the beach. he
  lingered by my desk till the bell rang. the me wistfully
  a by a girl with brad a bad perm. it looked like i
  was goio do something about mike, and it wouldn't be easy. in
  a towhis, where everyoop of everyone else, diplomacy
  was essential. i had never been enormously tactful; i had no practice
  dealing with overly friendly boys.
  i was relieved that i had the desk to myself, that edward was absent. i
  told myself that repeatedly. but i 't get rid of the nagging
  suspi that i was the reason he wasn't there. it was ridid
  egotistical, to think that i could affee that strongly. it was
  impossible. a i 't st that it was true.
  when the school day was fihe blush was fading out of my
  the volleyball i, i ged quickly bay jeans
  and er. i hurried from the girls' lo, pleased to
  find that i had successfully evaded my retriever frie. i
  walked swiftly out t lot. it ith fleeing
  students. i got in my trud dug through my bag to make sure i had
  what i needed.
  last night i'd discovered that charlie 't uch besides fried
  eggs and ba. so i requested that i be assigail for the
  duration of my stay. he was willio hahe keys to the
  ba hall. i also found out that he had no food in the house. so i had
  my shopping list and the the jar in the cupboard labeled food
  money, and i was on my way to the thriftway.
  i gunned my deafeo life, ighat turned in
  my dired backed carefully into a pla the line of cars that
  were waitihe parking lot. as i waited, tryi
  the earsplitting rumble was eone else's car, i saw the two
  d the hale twio their car. it was the shiny new
  volvo. of course. i hadn't heir clothes before — i'd been too
  mesmerized by their faow that i looked, it was obvious that they
  were all dressed exally well; simply, but i subtly
  hi designer ins. with their remarkable good looks, the style
  with which they carried themselves, they could have ws and
  pulled it off. it seemed ex to have both looks and money.
  but as far as i could tell, life worked that way most of the time. it
  didn't look as if it bought them aance here.
  no, i didn't fully believe that. the isolatioheir desire; i
  't imagine any door that wouldn't be ope degree of
  beauty.
  they looked at my noisy truck as i passed them, just like everyone else.
  i kept my eyes straight forward and was relieved when i finally was free
  of the school grounds.
  the thriftway was not far from the school