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Chapter 4
Hisfacewasveryserious.
"Idon’tknowwhatyoumean,"Isaid,myvoiceguarded.
"It’sbetterifwe’renotfriends,"heexplained."Trustme."
Myeyesnarrowed.I’dheardthatbefore.
"It’stoobadyoudidn’tfigurethatoutearlier,"Ihissedthroughmyteeth."Youcouldhavesavedyourselfallthisregret."
"Regret?"Theword,andmytone,obviouslycaughthimoffguard."Regretforwhat?"
"Fornotjustlettingthatstupidvansquishme."
Hewasastonished.Hestaredatmeindisbelief.
Whenhefinallyspoke,healmostsoundedmad."YouthinkIregretsavingyourlife?"
"Iknowyoudo,"Isnapped.
"Youdon’tknowanything."Hewasdefinitelymad.
Iturnedmyheadsharplyawayfromhim,clenchingmyjawagainstallthewildaccusationsIwantedtohurlathim.Igatheredmybookstogether,thenstoodandwalkedtothedoor.Imeanttosweepdramaticallyoutoftheroom,butofcourseIcaughtthetoeofmybootonthedoorjambanddroppedmybooks.Istoodthereforamoment,thinkingaboutleavingthem.ThenIsighedandbenttopickthemup.Hewasthere;he’dalreadystackedthemintoapile.Hehandedthemtome,hisfacehard.
"Thankyou,"Isaidicily.
Hiseyesnarrowed.
"You’rewelcome,"heretorted.
Istraightenedupswiftly,turnedawayfromhimagain,andstalkedofftoGymwithoutlookingback.
Gymwasbrutal.We’dmovedontobasketball.Myteamneverpassedmetheball,sothatwasgood,butIfelldownalot.SometimesItookpeoplewithme.TodayIwasworsethanusualbecausemyheadwassofilledwithEdward.
