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Chapter 2
ButIcouldn’tthinkofanythingconventionaltosay.
"H-howdoyouknowmyname?"Istammered.
Helaughedasoft,enchantinglaugh.
"Oh,Ithinkeveryoneknowsyourname.Thewholetown’sbeenwaitingforyoutoarrive."
Igrimaced.Iknewitwassomethinglikethat.
"No,"Ipersistedstupidly."Imeant,whydidyoucallmeBella?"
Heseemedconfused."DoyoupreferIsabella?"
"No,IlikeBella,"Isaid."ButIthinkCharlie-Imeanmydad-mustcallmeIsabellabehindmyback-that’swhateveryonehereseemstoknowmeas,"Itriedtoexplain,feelinglikeanuttermoron.
"Oh."Heletitdrop.Ilookedawayawkwardly.
Thankfully,Mr.Bannerstartedclassatthatmoment.Itriedtoconcentrateasheexplainedthelabwewouldbedoingtoday.Theslidesintheboxwereoutoforder.Workingaslabpartners,wehadtoseparatetheslidesofonionroottipcellsintothephasesofmitosistheyrepresentedandlabelthemaccordingly.Weweren’tsupposedtouseourbooks.Intwentyminutes,hewouldbecomingaroundtoseewhohaditright.
"Getstarted,"hecommanded.
"Ladiesfirst,partner?"Edwardasked.IlookeduptoseehimsmilingacrookedsmilesobeautifulthatIcouldonlystareathimlikeanidiot.
"OrIcouldstart,ifyouwish."Thesmilefaded;hewasobviouslywonderingifIwasmentallycompetent.
"No,"Isaid,flushing."I’llgoahead."
Iwasshowingoff,justalittle.I’dalreadydonethislab,andIknewwhatIwaslookingfor.Itshouldbeeasy.