Bloodlines 3 - Indigo Spel - Richelle Mead,
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//-->For Heather Osborn,Malachi Wolfe’s biggest fan.THIS WASN’T THE FIRST TIMEI’d been pulled out of bed for a crucial mission. It was, however, the firsttime I’d been subjected to such a personal line of questioning.“Are you a virgin?”“Huh?” I rubbed my sleepy eyes, just in case this was all some sort of bizarre dream that woulddisappear. An urgent phone call had dragged me out of bed five minutes ago, and I was having a littletrouble adjusting.My history teacher, Ms. Terwilliger, leaned closer and repeated the question in a stage whisper: “Isaid, are you a virgin?”“Um, yes. . .”I was fully awake now and glanced uneasily around my dorm’s lobby, making sure no one wasaround to witness this crazy exchange. I didn’t have to worry. Aside from a bored-looking deskattendant on the far side of the room, the lobby was empty, probably because no sane person would beup at this time of night. When Ms. Terwilliger’s call had woken me, she’d demanded I meet her herefor a “life-or-death” matter. Getting interrogated about my personal life wasn’t quite what I’dexpected.She stepped back and sighed in relief. “Yes, of course. Of course you’re a virgin.”I narrowed my eyes, unsure if I should be offended or not. “Of course? What’s that supposed tomean? What’s going on?”She immediately snapped back to attention and pushed her wire-rimmed glasses up the bridge ofher nose. They were always slipping down. “No time to explain. We have to go.” She grabbed holdof my arm, but I resisted and stayed where I was.“Ma’am, it’s three in the morning!” And then, just so she’d understand the severity of the situation:“On a school night.”“Never mind that.” She turned in the direction of the desk attendant and called across the room,“I’m taking Sydney Melrose with me. Mrs. Weathers can argue with me about the curfew tomorrow.”The attendant looked startled, but she was just some college student who’d been hired to sit thereovernight. She was no match for the formidable Ms. Terwilliger, with her tall, gangly stature and [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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//-->For Heather Osborn,Malachi Wolfe’s biggest fan.THIS WASN’T THE FIRST TIMEI’d been pulled out of bed for a crucial mission. It was, however, the firsttime I’d been subjected to such a personal line of questioning.“Are you a virgin?”“Huh?” I rubbed my sleepy eyes, just in case this was all some sort of bizarre dream that woulddisappear. An urgent phone call had dragged me out of bed five minutes ago, and I was having a littletrouble adjusting.My history teacher, Ms. Terwilliger, leaned closer and repeated the question in a stage whisper: “Isaid, are you a virgin?”“Um, yes. . .”I was fully awake now and glanced uneasily around my dorm’s lobby, making sure no one wasaround to witness this crazy exchange. I didn’t have to worry. Aside from a bored-looking deskattendant on the far side of the room, the lobby was empty, probably because no sane person would beup at this time of night. When Ms. Terwilliger’s call had woken me, she’d demanded I meet her herefor a “life-or-death” matter. Getting interrogated about my personal life wasn’t quite what I’dexpected.She stepped back and sighed in relief. “Yes, of course. Of course you’re a virgin.”I narrowed my eyes, unsure if I should be offended or not. “Of course? What’s that supposed tomean? What’s going on?”She immediately snapped back to attention and pushed her wire-rimmed glasses up the bridge ofher nose. They were always slipping down. “No time to explain. We have to go.” She grabbed holdof my arm, but I resisted and stayed where I was.“Ma’am, it’s three in the morning!” And then, just so she’d understand the severity of the situation:“On a school night.”“Never mind that.” She turned in the direction of the desk attendant and called across the room,“I’m taking Sydney Melrose with me. Mrs. Weathers can argue with me about the curfew tomorrow.”The attendant looked startled, but she was just some college student who’d been hired to sit thereovernight. She was no match for the formidable Ms. Terwilliger, with her tall, gangly stature and [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]