分节阅读_25

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  ”why would you do that?” i let disapproval y tohough i was
  relieved he hadn't given her an absolute no.
  his face was bright red as he looked doity shook my resolve.
  ”i was w if… well, if you might be planning to ask me.”
  i paused for a moment, hating the wave of guilt that swept through me.
  but i saw, from the y eye, edward's head tilt reflexively in
  my dire.
  ”mike, i think you should tell her yes,” i said.
  ”did you already ask someoiike's eyes
  fli his dire?
  ”no,” i assured him. ”i'm not goi all.”
  ”why not?” mike demanded.
  i didn't wahe safety hazards that daed, so i
  quickly made new plans.
  ”i'm goihat saturday,” i explaio get out of
  toas suddeime to go.
  ”'t you go some other weekend?”
  ”sorry, no,” i said. ”so you shouldn't make jess wait a's
  rude.”
  ”yeah, yht,” he mumbled, aed, to walk back to
  his seat. i y eyes and pressed my fio my temples, trying
  to push the guilt and sympathy out of my head. mr. baalking.
  i sighed and opened my eyes.
  and edward was staring at me curiously, that same, familiar edge of
  frustration eve now in his black eyes.
  i stared back, surprised, expeg him to look quickly away. but instead
  he ued to gaze with probio my eyes. there was no
  question of me looking away. my hao shake.
  ”mr. ?” the teacher called, seekio a question that i
  hadn't heard.
  ”the krebs cycle,” edward answered, seemi as he turo
  look at mr. banner.
  i looked down at my book as soon as his eyes released me, trying to find
  my place. cowardly as ever, i shifted my hair ht shoulder to
  hide my face. i 't believe the rush of emotion pulsing through me —
  just because he'd happeo look at me for the first time in a
  half-dozen weeks. i 't allow him to have this level of influence
  over me. it athetic. more tha was uhy.
  i tried very hard not to be aware of him for the rest of the hour, and,
  si ossible, at least him knoare
  of him. when the bell rang at last, i turned my ba to gather my
  thiing him to leave immediately as usual.
  ”bella?” his voi't have been so familiar to me, as if i'd known
  the sound of it all my life rather than for just a few short weeks.
  i turned slowly, unwillingly. i didn't wa i knew i would
  feel whe his too-perfect face. my expression hen i
  finally turo him; his expression was unreadable. he didn't say
  anything.
  ”eaking to me again?” i finally asked, aional
  ulan my voice.
  his lips twitched, fighting a smile. ”no, not really,” he admitted.
  i y eyes and inhaled slh my hat i was
  grittih. he waited.
  ”then what do you want, edward?” i asked, keeping my eyes closed; it was
  easier to talk to him tly that way.
  ”i'm sorry.” he sounded sincere. ”i'm being very rude, i know. but it's
  better this way, really.”
  i opened my eyes. his face was very serious.
  ”i don't know what you mean,” i said, my voice guarded.
  ”it's better if we're not friends,” he explai me.”
  my eyes narrowed. i'd heard that before.
  ”it's too bad you didn't figure that out earlier,” i hissed through my
  teeth. ”you could have saved yourself all this regret.”
  ”regret?” the word, and my tone, obviously caught him ret
  for what?”
  ”for not just letting that stupid van squish me.”
  he was astoared at me in disbelief.
  when he finally spoke, he almost sounded mad. ”you thi saving
  your life?” <b