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the first problem I was daydreaming； watching the sunlight play on the
redbarked trees。 I sketched inattentively along the margins of my
homework。 After a few minutes； I suddenly realized I'd drawn five pairs
of dark eyes staring out of the page at me。 I scrubbed them out with the
eraser。
〃Bella！〃 I heard someone call； and it sounded like Mike。
I looked around to realize that the school had bee populated while I'd
been sitting there； absentminded。 Everyone was in tshirts； some even in
shorts though the temperature couldn't be over sixty。 Mike was ing
toward me in khaki shorts and a striped Rugby shirt； waving。
〃Hey； Mike；〃 I called； waving back； unable to be halfhearted on a morning
like this。
He came to sit by me； the tidy spikes of his hair shining golden in the
light； his grin stretching across his face。 He was so delighted to see
me； I couldn't help but feel gratified。
〃I never noticed before — your hair has red in it；〃 he mented；
catching between his fingers a strand that was fluttering in the light
breeze。
〃Only in the sun。〃
I became just a little unfortable as he tucked the lock behind my ear。
〃Great day； isn't it？〃
〃My kind of day；〃 I agreed。
〃What did you do yesterday？〃 His tone was just a bit too proprietary。
〃I mostly worked on my essay。〃 I didn't add that I was finished with it —
no need to sound smug。
He hit his forehead with the heel of his hand。 〃Oh yeah — that's due
Thursday； right？〃
〃Um； Wednesday； I think。〃
〃Wednesday？〃 He frowned。 〃That's not good… What are you writing yours on？〃
〃Whether Shakespeare's treatment of the female characters is
misogynistic。〃
He stared at me like I'd just spoken in pig Latin。
〃I guess I'll have to get to work on that tonight；〃 he said； deflated。 〃I
was going to ask if you wanted to go out。〃
〃Oh。〃 I was taken off guard。 Why couldn't I ever have a pleasant
conversation with Mike anymore without it getting awkward？
〃Well； we could go to dinner or something… and I could work on it later。〃
He smiled at me hopefully。
〃Mike…〃 I hated being put on the spot。 〃I don't think that would be the
best idea。〃
His face fell。 〃Why？〃 he asked； his eyes guarded。 My thoughts flickered
to Edward； wondering if that's where his thoughts were as well。
〃I think… and if you ever repeat what I'm saying right now I will
cheerfully beat you to death；〃 I threatened； 〃but I think that would hurt
Jessica's feelings。〃
He was bewildered； obviously not thinking in that direction at all。
〃Jessica？〃
〃Really； Mike； are you blind？〃
〃Oh；〃 he exhaled — clearly dazed。 I took advantage of that to make my
escape。
〃It's time for class； and I can't be late again。〃 I gathered my books up
and stuffed them in my bag。
We walked in silence to building three； and his expression was
distracted。 I hoped whatever thoughts he was immersed in were leading him
in the right direction。
When I saw Jessica in Trig； she was bubbling with enthusiasm。 She；
Angela； and Lauren were going to Port Angeles tonight to go dress
shopping for the dance； and she wanted me to e； too； even though I
didn't need one。 I was indecisive。 It would be nice to get out of town
with some girlfriends； but Lauren would be there。 And who knew what I
could be doing tonight… But that was definitely the wrong path to let my
mind wander down。 Of course I was happy about the sunlight。 But that
wasn't pletely responsible for the euphoric mood I was in； not even
close。
So I gave her a maybe； telling her I'd have to talk with Charlie first。
She talked of nothing but the dance on the way to Spanish； continuing as
if without an interruption when class finally ended； five minutes late；
and we were on our way to lunch。 I was far too lost in my own frenzy of
anticipation to notice much of what she said。 I was painfully eager to
see not just him but all the Cullens — to pare them with the new
suspicions that plagued my mind。 As I crossed the threshold of the
cafeteria； I felt the first true tingle of fear slither down my spine and
settle in my stomach。 Would they be able to know what I was thinking？ And
then a different feeling jolted through me — would Edward be waiting to
sit with me again？
As was my routine； I glanced first toward the Cullens' table。 A shiver of
panic trembled in my stomach as I realized it was empty。 With dwindling
hope； my eyes scoured the rest of the cafeteria； hoping to find him
alone； waiting for me。 The place was nearly filled — Spanish had made us
late — but there was no sign of Edward or any of his family。 Desolation
hit me with crippling strength。
I shambled along behind Jessica； not bothering to pretend to listen
anymore。
We were late enough that everyone was already at our table。 I avoided the
empty chair next to Mike in favor of one by Angela。 I vaguely noticed
that Mike held the chair out politely for Jessica； and that her face lit
up in response。
Angela asked a few quiet questions about the Macbeth paper； which I
answered as naturally as I could while spiraling downward in misery。 She；
too； invited me to go with them tonight； and I agreed now； grasping at
anything to distract myself。
I realized I'd been holding on to a last shred of hope when I entered
Biology； saw his empty seat； and felt a new wave of disappointment。
The rest of the day passed slowly； dismally。 In Gym； we had a lecture on
the rules of badminton； the next torture they had lined up for me。 But at
least it meant I got to sit and listen instead of stumbling around on the
court。 The best part was the coach didn't finish； so I got another day
off tomorrow。 Never mind that the day after they would arm me with a
racket before unleashing me on the rest of the class。
I was glad to leave campus； so I would be free to pout and mope before I
went out tonight with Jessica and pany。 But right after I walked in
the door of Charlie's house； Jessica called to cancel our plans。 I tried
to be happy that Mike had asked her out to dinner — I really was relieved
that he finally seemed to be catching on — but m