5 midnight sun午夜阳光-第52部分
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ys the same？ This is something a little different； isn t it？ Consider it an experiment an experiment in human nature。 He stared at me for another moment before he caved。 Well； it is different； I ll give you that Okay； fine。 Emmett snorted and then shrugged。 I ll help you。 I grinned at him； feeling more enthusiastic about my plan now that he was on board。 Rosalie was a pain； but I would always owe her one for choosing Emmett； no one had a better brother than mine。 Emmett didn t need to practice。 I whispered his lines to him once under my breath as we walked into the classroom。 Ben was already in his seat behind mine； assembling his homework to hand in。 Emmett and I both sat and did the same thing。 The classroom was not quiet yet； the murmur of subdued conversation would continue until Mrs。 Goff called for attention。 She was in no hurry； appraising the quizzes from the last class。 So； Emmett said； his voice louder than necessary if he were really speaking only to me。 Did you ask Angela Weber out yet？ The sound of papers rustling behind me came to an abrupt stop as Ben froze； his attention suddenly riveted on our conversation。 Angela？ They re talking about Angela？ Good。 I had his interest。 No； I said； shaking my head slowly to appear regretful。
Why not？ Emmett improvised。 I grimaced at him。 No。 Are you chicken？ I heard that she was interested in someone else。 Edward Cullen was going to ask Angela out？ But No。 I don t like that。 I don t want him near her。 He s not right for her。 Not safe。 I hadn t anticipated the chivalry； the protective instinct。 jealousy。 But whatever worked。 I d been working for You re going to let that stop you？ Emmett asked scornfully； improvising again。 Not up for the petition？ I glared at him； but made used of what he gave me。 Look； I guess she really likes this Ben person。 I m not going to try to convince her otherwise。 There are other girls。 The reaction in the chair behind me was electric。 Who？ Emmett asked； back to the script。 My lab partner said it was some kid named Cheney。 is。 I m not sure I know who he I bit back my smile。 Only the haughty Cullens could get away with pretending not to know every student at this tiny school。 Ben s head was whirling with shock。 like me？ Me？ Over Edward Cullen？ But why would she Edward； Emmett muttered in a lower tone； rolling his eyes toward the boy。 He s right behind you； he mouthed； so obviously that the human could easily read the words。 Oh； I muttered back。 I turned in my seat and glanced once at the boy behind me。 For a second； the black eyes behind the glasses were frightened； but then he stiffened and squared his narrow shoulders； affronted by my clearly disparaging evaluation。 His chin shot out and an angry flush darkened his goldenbrown skin。 Huh； I said arrogantly as I turned back to Emmett。 He thinks he s better than me。 But Angela doesn t。 I ll show him Perfect。 Didn t you say she was taking Yorkie to the dance； though？ Emmett asked； snorting as he said the name of the boy that many scorned for his awkwardness。 That was a group decision apparently。 I wanted to be sure that Ben was clear on this。 Angela s shy。 If B well； if a guy doesn t have the nerve to ask her out； she d never ask him。 You like shy girls； Emmett said； back to improvisation。 like hmm； I don t know。 Maybe Bella Swan？ I grinned at him。 Exactly。 Quiet girls。 Girls Then I returned to the performance。 Maybe Angela
will get tired of waiting。 Maybe I ll ask her to the prom。 No； you won t； Ben thought； straightening up in his chair。 So what if she s so much taller than me？ If she doesn t care； then neither do I。 She s the nicest； smartest； prettiest girl in this school and she wants me。 I liked this Ben。 like Angela。 He seemed bright and wellmeaning。 Maybe even worthy of a girl I gave Emmett a thumbs up under the desk as Mrs。 Goff stood and greeted the class。 Okay； I ll admit it that was sort of fun； Emmett thought。 I smiled to myself； pleased that I d been able to shape one love story s happy ending。 I was positive that Ben would follow through； and Angela would receive my anonymous gift。 My debt was repaid。 How silly humans were； to let a six inch height differential confound their happiness。 My success put me in a good mood。 I smiled again as I settled into my chair and prepared to be entertained。 After all； as Bella had pointed out at lunch； I d never seen her in action in her gym class before。 Mike s thoughts were the easiest to pinpoint in the babble of voices that swarmed through the gym。 His mind had gotten far too familiar over the last few weeks。 With a sigh； I resigned myself to listening through him。 At least I could be sure that he would be paying attention to Bella。 I was just in time to hear him offer to be her badminton partner； as he made the suggestion； other partnerings ran through his mind。 My smile faded； my teeth clenched together； and I had to remind myself that murdering Mike Newton was not a permissible option。 Thanks； Mike you don t have to do this； you know。 Don t worry； I ll keep out of your way。 They grinned at each other； and flashes of numerous accidents always in some way connected to Bella flashed through Mike s head。 Mike played alone at first； while Bella hesitated on the back half of the court； holding her racket gingerly； as if it was some kind of weapon。 Then Coach Clapp ambled by and ordered Mike to let Bella play。 Uh oh； Mike thought as Bella moved forward with a sigh； holding her racquet at an awkward angle。 Jennifer Ford served the birdie directly toward Bella with a smug twist to her thoughts。 Mike saw Bella lurch toward it； swinging the racket yards wide of her target； and he rushed in to try to save the volley。 I watched the trajectory of Bella s racquet with alarm。 Sure enough； it hit the taut and sprung back at her； clipping her forehead before it spun out to strike Mike s arm with a resounding thwack。 Ow。 Ow。 Ungh。 That s going to leave a bruise。
Bella was kneading her forehead。 It was hard to stay in my seat where I belonged； knowing she was hurt。 But what could I do； if I were there？ And it didn t seem to be serious I hesitated； watching。 If she intended to continue to try to play； I was going to have to manufacture an excuse to pull her out of class。 The coach laughed。 Sorry； Newton。 Shouldn t inflict her on the others That girl s the worst jinx I ve ever seen。 He turned his back deliberately and moved to watch another game so that Bella could return to her former spectator s role。 Ow； Mike thought again； massaging his arm。 He turned to Bella。 Are you okay？ Yeah； are you？ she asked sheepishly； blushing。 I think I ll make it。 hurts！ Don t want to sound like a crybaby。 But； man； that Mike swung his arm in a circle； wincing。 I ll just stay back here； Bella said； embarrassment and chagrin on her face rather than pain。 Maybe Mike had got the worst of it。 I certainly hoped that was the case。 At least she wasn t playing anymore。 She held her racquet so carefully behind her back； her eyes wide with remorse I had to disguise my laugh as coughing。 What s funny？ Emmett wanted to know。 Tell you later； I muttered。 Bella didn t venture into the game again。 alone。 The coach ignored her and let Mike play I breezed through the quiz at the end of the hour； and Mrs。 Goff let me go early。 I was listening intently to Mike as I walked across the campus。 He d decided to confront Bella about me。 Jessica swears they re dating。 Why？ Why did he have to pick her？ He didn t recognize the real phenomenon that she d picked me。 So。 So what？ she wondered。 You and Cullen； huh？ important to you。。。 You and the freak。 I guess； if a rich guy is that I gritted my teeth at his degrading assumption。 That s none of your business； Mike。 Defensive。 So it s true。 Crap。 I don t like it。 You don t have to； she snapped。 Why can t she see what a circus sideshow he is？ Like they all are。 The way he
stares at her。 It gives me chills to watch。 something to eat。 I cringed； waiting for her response。 He looks at you like like you re Her face turned bright red； and her lips pressed together like she was holding her breath。 Then； suddenly； a giggle burst through her lips。 Now she s laughing at me。 Great。 Mike turned； thoughts sullen； and wandered off to change。 I leaned against the gym wall and tried to pose myself。 How could she have laughed at Mike s accusation so entirely on target that I began to worry that Forks was being too aware Why would she laugh at the suggestion that I could kill her； when she knew that it was entirely true？ Where was the humor in that？ What was wrong with her？ Did she have morbid sense of humor？ That didn t fit with my idea of her character； but how could I be sure？ Or maybe my daydream of the giddy angel was true in the one respect； in that she had no sense of fear at all。 Brave that was one word for it。 Others might say stupid； but I knew how bright she was。 No matter what the reason； though； this lack of fear or twisted sense of humor wasn t good for her。 Was it this strange lack that put her in danger so constantly？ Maybe she would always need me here Just like that； my mood was soaring。 If I could just discipline myself； make myself safe； then perhaps it would be right for me to stay with her。 When she walked through the gym doors； her shoulders were stiff and he
