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I
kept
my
voice
indifferent
.
"
May
I
?
"
He
smirked
and
pushed
the
microscope
to
me
.
I
looked
through
the
eyepiece
eagerly
,
only
to
be
disappointed
.
Dang
it
,
he
was
right
.
"
Slide
three
?
"
I
held
out
my
hand
without
looking
at
him
.
He
handed
it
to
me
;
it
seemed
like
he
was
being
careful
not
to
touch
my
skin
again
.
I
took
the
most
fleeting
look
I
could
manage
.
"
Interphase
.
"
I
passed
him
the
microscope
before
he
could
ask
for
it
.
He
took
a
swift
peek
,
and
then
wrote
it
down
.
I
would
have
written
it
while
he
looked
,
but
his
clear
,
elegant
script
intimidated
me
.
I
didn
’
t
want
to
spoil
the
page
with
my
clumsy
scrawl
.
We
were
finished
before
anyone
else
was
close
.
I
could
see
Mike
and
his
partner
comparing
two
slides
again
and
again
,
and
another
group
had
their
book
open
under
the
table
.
Which
left
me
with
nothing
to
do
but
try
to
not
look
at
him
.
.
.
unsuccessfully
.
I
glanced
up
,
and
he
was
staring
at
me
,
that
same
inexplicable
look
of
frustration
in
his
eyes
.
Suddenly
I
identified
that
subtle
difference
in
his
face
.
"
Did
you
get
contacts
?
"
I
blurted
out
unthinkingly
.
