she snickered, trying not to laugh but that was mostly because she had never heard such things about her before. no one really told her that she was beautiful or smart or anything like that. she was the weird one, the odd child and that was about all there was to her as far as she knew. the one eveyone avoided but not here.
she checked the tight fold under her arm before walking up to him, keeping her arms close to her chest she leaned into his shoulder. "thank you." she breathed.
Twilight - The Book, by Stephenie Meyer
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