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<span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ">"What are you going to tell her?" I asked Bella.
"Hey!" she whispered fiercely. "I thought you couldn't read my mind!"
"I can't." I stared at her, surprised, trying to make sense of her words. Ah-we must have been thinking the same thing at the same time. Hmm...I rather liked that.
"However," I told her, "I can read hers-she'll be waiting to ambush you in class."
Bella groaned, and then let the jacket slide off her shoulders. I didn't realize that she was giving it back at first-I wouldn't have asked for it; I would rather she kept it...a token-so I was too slow to offer her my help. She handed me the jacket, and put her arms through her own, without looking up to see that my hands were extended to assist. I frowned at that, and then controlled my expression before she noticed it.
"So, what are you going to tell her?" I pressed.
"A little help? What does she want to know?"
I smiled, and shook my head. I wanted to hear what she was thinking without a prompt.
"That's not fair." Her eyes tightened. "No, you not sharing what you know-now that's unfair."
Right-she didn't like double standards. We got to the door of her class-where I would have to leave her; I wondered idly if Ms. Cope would be more accommodating about a switch in the schedule of my English class... I made myself focus. I could be fair.
"She wants to know if we're secretly dating," I said slowly. "And she wants to know how you feel about me."
Her eyes were wide-not startled, but ingenious now. They were open to me, readable. She was playing innocent.
"Yikes," she murmured. "What should I say?"
"Hmmm."
She always tried to make me give away more than she did. I pondered how to respond.
I tried to hide my smile as I answered her question.
"I suppose you could say yes to the first...if you don't mind-," her choice, always her choice, "-it's easier than any other explanation."
"I don't mind," she whispered. Her heart had not found its normal rhythm yet.
"And as for her other question..." I couldn't hide my smile now. "Well, I'll be listening to hear the answer to that one myself."
Let Bella consider that. I held back my laugh as shock crossed her face. I turned quickly, before she could ask for any more answers. I had a difficult time not giving her whatever she asked for. And I wanted to hear her thoughts, not mine.
"I'll see you at lunch," I called back to her over my shoulder, an excuse to check that she was still staring after me, wide-eyed. Her mouth was hanging open. I turned away again, and laughed.
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"Hey!" she whispered fiercely. "I thought you couldn't read my mind!"
"I can't." I stared at her, surprised, trying to make sense of her words. Ah-we must have been thinking the same thing at the same time. Hmm...I rather liked that.
"However," I told her, "I can read hers-she'll be waiting to ambush you in class."
Bella groaned, and then let the jacket slide off her shoulders. I didn't realize that she was giving it back at first-I wouldn't have asked for it; I would rather she kept it...a token-so I was too slow to offer her my help. She handed me the jacket, and put her arms through her own, without looking up to see that my hands were extended to assist. I frowned at that, and then controlled my expression before she noticed it.
"So, what are you going to tell her?" I pressed.
"A little help? What does she want to know?"
I smiled, and shook my head. I wanted to hear what she was thinking without a prompt.
"That's not fair." Her eyes tightened. "No, you not sharing what you know-now that's unfair."
Right-she didn't like double standards. We got to the door of her class-where I would have to leave her; I wondered idly if Ms. Cope would be more accommodating about a switch in the schedule of my English class... I made myself focus. I could be fair.
"She wants to know if we're secretly dating," I said slowly. "And she wants to know how you feel about me."
Her eyes were wide-not startled, but ingenious now. They were open to me, readable. She was playing innocent.
"Yikes," she murmured. "What should I say?"
"Hmmm."
She always tried to make me give away more than she did. I pondered how to respond.
I tried to hide my smile as I answered her question.
"I suppose you could say yes to the first...if you don't mind-," her choice, always her choice, "-it's easier than any other explanation."
"I don't mind," she whispered. Her heart had not found its normal rhythm yet.
"And as for her other question..." I couldn't hide my smile now. "Well, I'll be listening to hear the answer to that one myself."
Let Bella consider that. I held back my laugh as shock crossed her face. I turned quickly, before she could ask for any more answers. I had a difficult time not giving her whatever she asked for. And I wanted to hear her thoughts, not mine.
"I'll see you at lunch," I called back to her over my shoulder, an excuse to check that she was still staring after me, wide-eyed. Her mouth was hanging open. I turned away again, and laughed.
Midnight sun melike <33
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och du har sebbe så robert är bara MIN ! MOHAHAHHA xd<33
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