*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 5 - BLOOD TYPE


As I half-ran to class, my head was spinning faster than the bottle cap. So few vragen had been answered in comparison to how many new vragen had been raised. At least the rain had stopped.
I was lucky; Mr. Banner wasn't in the room yet when I arrived. I settled quickly into my seat, aware that both Mike and Angela were staring at me. Mike looked resentful; Angela looked surprised, and slightly awed.
Mr. Banner came in the room then, calling the class to order. He was juggling a few small cardboard boxes in his arms. He put them down...