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With a sigh of frustration, Bella clicked away from Spark Notes and started looking at local bookstore websites... Someone had to have the Odyssey, right? she figured.
She knew she was being more than a little bit ridiculous --the whole point of the website Edward'd given her was that you didn't need the book-- but ...I dunno, call it personal preference? There was just something special about feeling the pages in your hand --the weight of it, the smell-- that you couldn't get from some truncated hack job.
Okay, maybe that's a bit harsh, she thought guiltily. Not everyone has the time or money to read the full copy of every book. The website has its purpose --and merit-- just... not with me. I'm not the demographic.
She spent probably too long looking for someone who carried the damn thing --long enough for Nessie to come home. The sound of the front door shutting alerted her to this fact; the sound of giggles let her know that she'd brought her friend Natalie over.
Bella smiled and set the laptop aside. She did some mild stretches to prolong getting up; like her and Charlie, Nessie needed her space; Like Renee and Edward, she needed attention. Usually in that order.
She finished her stretches and counted to 170 before getting up.
Despite knowing the girls were in Nessie's bedroom, she meandered to the living room, pretended to be confused, then lazily headed upstairs.
She knocked on the mostly-closed door. "Nessie? Are you up her?" she asked for Natalie's benefit.
"Yeah," she said, and Bella pushed the door open. Both ninth graders were sitting on the bed, Young Adult novels in hand.
"Oh, hello, Natalie," she greeted.
"Hi, Miss Bella! I hope you don't mind? Vanessa said it'd be okay?" She shrunk down slightly, eyes flicking between the two 'sisters'.
"Yeah," Bella said. "Sure, as long as your mom knows."
"She does!"
"Good." Bella nodded, smiling. "You girls want a snack?"
"Yes, pleeeeeeease!" Nessie said in a sing-song style.
"Alrighty, what do we want? Natalie, do you have a preference?"
"Do... do you still have some pizza rolls?" she asked sheepishly.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Can we... can we get some of those, please?"
"Sure thing! I'll let you girls know when its ready."
"Thanks, sis," Nessie chirped.
"Thank you, Miss Bella," Natalie added.
Bella closed the door and headed back downstairs, hoping Jake and Seth hadn't busted into the new bag of pizza rolls yet...
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YOU ARE READING
writing exercises ✍️
De Todoread and follow along with me as I go through different writing exercises. feel free to recommend some of your own, or to drop your own responses to the promts in the comments!
