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"
Yeah
,
you
’
re
right
,
"
he
mumbled
,
and
turned
,
dejected
,
to
walk
back
to
his
seat
.
I
closed
my
eyes
and
pressed
my
fingers
to
my
temples
,
trying
to
push
the
guilt
and
sympathy
out
of
my
head
.
Mr
.
Banner
began
talking
.
I
sighed
and
opened
my
eyes
.
And
Edward
was
staring
at
me
curiously
,
that
same
,
familiar
edge
of
frustration
even
more
distinct
now
in
his
black
eyes
.
I
stared
back
,
surprised
,
expecting
him
to
look
quickly
away
.
But
instead
he
continued
to
gaze
with
probing
intensity
into
my
eyes
.
There
was
no
question
of
me
looking
away
.
My
hands
started
to
shake
.
"
Mr
.
Cullen
?
"
the
teacher
called
,
seeking
the
answer
to
a
question
that
I
hadn
’
t
heard
.
"
The
Krebs
Cycle
,
"
Edward
answered
,
seeming
reluctant
as
he
turned
to
look
at
Mr
.
Banner
.
I
looked
down
at
my
book
as
soon
as
his
eyes
released
me
,
trying
to
find
my
place
.
Cowardly
as
ever
,
I
shifted
my
hair
over
my
right
shoulder
to
hide
my
face
.
I
couldn
’
t
believe
the
rush
of
emotion
pulsing
through
me
-
just
because
he
’
d
happened
to
look
at
me
for
the
first
time
in
a
half
-
dozen
weeks
.
I
couldn
’
t
allow
him
to
have
this
level
of
influence
over
me
.
It
was
pathetic
.
More
than
pathetic
,
it
was
unhealthy
.
I
tried
very
hard
not
to
be
aware
of
him
for
the
rest
of
the
hour
,
and
,
since
that
was
impossible
,
at
least
not
to
let
him
know
that
I
was
aware
of
him
.
When
the
bell
rang
at
last
,
I
turned
my
back
to
him
to
gather
my
things
,
expecting
him
to
leave
immediately
as
usual
.
"
Bella
?
"
His
voice
shouldn
’
t
have
been
so
familiar
to
me
,
as
if
I
’
d
known
the
sound
of
it
all
my
life
rather
than
for
just
a
few
short
weeks
.
I
turned
slowly
,
unwillingly
.
I
didn
’
t
want
to
feel
what
I
knew
I
would
feel
when
I
looked
at
his
too
-
perfect
face
.
My
expression
was
wary
when
I
finally
turned
to
him
;
his
expression
was
unreadable
.
He
didn
’
t
say
anything
.
"
What
?
Are
you
speaking
to
me
again
?
"
I
finally
asked
,
an
unintentional
note
of
petulance
in
my
voice
.
