is recovering -
said a voice - . Hey, you, who are you? Your name?
blinked. Bella tried to say that, but the noise that came out was more of a prolonged squawk.
- You fainted.
Era un chico de la escuela, Jacob Black—el vicepresidente de cuarto año. He was the person I spoke. - "You're diabetic or something?
I could not answer.
- Got a caramel HTMLXC
-No.
- Want to call an ambulance? "
& mdash ; No, no.
- you sure?
- Affirmative. "
" Have you passed this before? "
I was surprised, even now, to come forward. Of course he knew. Everyone at school knew him.
"The kiosks are there" The guy nodded toward the entrance of the store.
When I was standing, Jacob looked me in the face. "What day is it?" He said.
"Eh ... today, "he said.
I smiled broadly. "Do this." He wipedit was cute, or if he felt fortunate to live in the same house with him.
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told what to say. There was something in the way of talking about Jacob and his expression that made no supithem how the things she said. Normally, you knew just by looking at people when they were supposed to nod, frown or laugh in sympathy. But the expressions of Jacob were so confident that I had thought that I was listening not for your eyes. Attentive, interested, but not the way I imagined myself was monitoring his spontaneous, natural.
Jacob appeared and asked the girl an ice cream. I opened the menu and the number of words overwhelmed me. The Close & eacute;.
- for me too - said. After the girl left, I leaned over to whisper
- I think I'll throw up if I take something now.
shrugged. - Nah. you'll be alright.
- Are you in fifth? said.
I'm in fourth.
looked older, I thought, maybe eighteen or twenty.
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- B. No I asked him what he was, because I already knew.
- said -. We knew ... from afar.
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