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           Duringthewholeclass,heneverrelaxedhisstiffpositionontheedgeofhischair,sittingasfarfrommeaspossible.Icouldseehishandonhisleftlegwasclenchedintoafist,tendonsstandingoutunderhispaleskin.This,too,heneverrelaxed.Hehadthelongsleevesofhiswhiteshirtpusheduptohiselbows,andhisforearmwassurprisinglyhardandmuscularbeneathhislightskin.Hewasn’tnearlyasslightashe’dlookednexttohisburlybrother.

           Theclassseemedtodragonlongerthantheothers.Wasitbecausethedaywasfinallycomingtoaclose,orbecauseIwaswaitingforhistightfisttoloosen?Itneverdid;hecontinuedtositsostillitlookedlikehewasn’tbreathing.Whatwaswrongwithhim?Wasthishisnormalbehavior?IquestionedmyjudgmentonJessica’sbitternessatlunchtoday.MaybeshewasnotasresentfulasI’dthought.

           Itcouldn’thaveanythingtodowithme.Hedidn’tknowmefromEve.

           Ipeekedupathimonemoretime,andregrettedit.Hewasglaringdownatmeagain,hisblackeyesfullofrevulsion.AsIflinchedawayfromhim,shrinkingagainstmychair,thephraseiflookscouldkillsuddenlyranthroughmymind.

           Atthatmoment,thebellrangloudly,makingmejump,andEdwardCullenwasoutofhisseat.Fluidlyherose-hewasmuchtallerthanI’dthought-hisbacktome,andhewasoutthedoorbeforeanyoneelsewasoutoftheirseat.

           Isatfrozeninmyseat,staringblanklyafterhim.Hewassomean.Itwasn’tfair.