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He looked away angrily. "You made it the whole class's business.” "Hey, I didn't do that on purpose.” "Would've happened anyway. Jesse's got a big mouth.” "He wouldn't have told.” "Yeah," said Mason. "Because he's so cute and has such an important family.” "Stop being an idiot," I snapped. "And why do you even care? Jealous I'm not doing it with you?” His flush grew, going all the way to the roots of his red hair. "I just don't like hearing people talk shit about you, that's all. There are a lot of nasty jokes going around. They're calling you a slut.” "I don't care what they call me.” "Oh, yeah. You're really tough. You don't need anyone.” I stopped. "I don't. I'm one of the best novices in this fucking place. I don't need you acting all gallant and coming to my defense. Don't treat me like I'm some helpless girl.” I turned around and kept walking, but he caught up to me easily. The woes of being five-seven. "Look…I didn't mean to upset you. I'm just worried about you.” I gave a harsh laugh. "I'm serious. Wait…" he began. "I, uh, did something for you. Sort of. I went to the library last night and tried to look up St. Vladimir,” I stopped again. "You did?” "Yeah, but there wasn't much on Anna. All the books were kind of generic. Just talked about him healing people, bringing them back from the edge of death.” That last part hit a nerve.
"Was…was there anything else?" I stammered. He shook his head. "No. You probably need some primary sources, but we don't have any here.” "Primary what?” He scoffed, a smile breaking over his face. "Do you do anything but pass notes? We just talked about them the other day in Andrews' class. They're books from the actual time period you want to study. Secondary ones are written by people living today. You'll get better information if you find something written by the guy himself. Or someone who actually knew him.” "Huh. Okay. What are you, like, a boy genius now?” Mason gave me a light punch in the arm. "I pay attention, that's all. You're so oblivious. You miss all sorts of things." He smiled nervously. "And look…I really am sorry about what I said. I was just—” Jealous, I realized. I could see it in his eyes. How had I never noticed this before? He was crazy about me. I guess I really was oblivious. "It's all right, Mase. Forget about it." I smiled. "And thanks for looking that stuff up.” He smiled back, and I went inside, sad that I didn't feel the same way about him.
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- Page 62 and 63: although those guys usually went on
- Page 64 and 65: "Nothing to me. But Ms. Kirova will
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- Page 86 and 87: Nine I SNAPPED INTO HER MIND, once
- Page 88 and 89: "You're right," she admitted softly
- Page 90 and 91: space between them. "And I sure as
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- Page 96 and 97: "Is that your subtle way of calling
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- Page 102 and 103: We had been out in the woods near c
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- Page 112 and 113: His lips twitched, and for a moment
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- Page 120 and 121: Dimitri stood beside me and crossed
- Page 122 and 123: Twelve SLEEP CAME RELUCTANTLY THAT
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- Page 132 and 133: Lissa stared at him, her eyes wide
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- Page 140 and 141: "Sure," said Lissa, smiling at her.
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He looked away angrily. "You made it the whole class's business.”<br />
"Hey, I didn't do that on purpose.”<br />
"Would've happened anyway. Jesse's got a big mouth.”<br />
"He wouldn't have told.”<br />
"Yeah," said Mason. "Because he's so cute and has such an important family.”<br />
"Stop being an idiot," I snapped. "And why do you even care? Jealous I'm not doing it with<br />
you?”<br />
His flush grew, going all the way to the roots of his red hair. "I just don't like hearing people<br />
talk shit about you, that's all. There are a lot of nasty jokes going around. They're calling you a<br />
slut.”<br />
"I don't care what they call me.”<br />
"Oh, yeah. You're really tough. You don't need anyone.”<br />
I stopped. "I don't. I'm one of the best novices in this fucking place. I don't need you acting all<br />
gallant and coming to my defense. Don't treat me like I'm some helpless girl.”<br />
I turned around and kept walking, but he caught up to me easily. The woes of being five-seven.<br />
"Look…I didn't mean to upset you. I'm just worried about you.”<br />
I gave a harsh laugh.<br />
"I'm serious. Wait…" he began. "I, uh, did something for you. Sort of. I went to the library last<br />
night and tried to look up St. Vladimir,”<br />
I stopped again. "You did?”<br />
"Yeah, but there wasn't much on Anna. All the books were kind of generic. Just talked about<br />
him healing people, bringing them back from the edge of death.”<br />
That last part hit a nerve.
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