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A week later, Bella receives a fancy acceptance letter from Stanford. Squee!
[I'm in,] she tells Alice merrily.
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[Toldja!]
For once, he is in the stupidly huge house instead of his lair, baking cookies with Hilary.
[Wanna come over and eat cookies and brag?]
For once, he is in the stupidly huge house instead of his lair, baking cookies with Hilary.
[Wanna come over and eat cookies and brag?]
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[That sounds awesome.] Bella puts on her riding gear, hops onto Tegu, and purrs towards the stupidly huge house. She is perfectly comfortable even in the rain, because she thought of that ahead of time. She is pleased with herself. [What kinda cookies?]
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[Mmm.]
Tegu's fast. She speeds a little. [Anything else going on?]
Tegu's fast. She speeds a little. [Anything else going on?]
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[That's sufficient excuse,] Bella says contently.
After a few minutes, she parks her bike in front of the house.
After a few minutes, she parks her bike in front of the house.
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The sound of her pulling up is not audible from the kitchen, so she'll have to ring the doorbell like anybody else.
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"Who on earth is that?" wonders Hilary.
"Couldn't tell ya," says Alice. "Want me to get it?"
"Sure, go on."
Shortly thereafter, Alice opens the door.
"Couldn't tell ya," says Alice. "Want me to get it?"
"Sure, go on."
Shortly thereafter, Alice opens the door.
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He doesn't know he's going to do it until he does, but what he does is in fact give her a hug that lifts her right off the floor.
"Awesome!"
"Awesome!"
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He puts her down. Then he hugs her again.
"What's the occasion?" inquires Hilary from down the hall. Alice judges that this is Bella's moment to brag some more.
"What's the occasion?" inquires Hilary from down the hall. Alice judges that this is Bella's moment to brag some more.
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"I'm going to Stanford in the fall," Bella trills. She thought she was loud enough to be heard in the kitchen - that's why she bothered to repeat herself aloud even to Alice - but she doesn't mind saying it again.
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"That definitely sounds like a hug moment," says Hilary, and holds out her arms.
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Hilary grins.
"Well, lucky for you, we've got a beautiful batch of cookies in the oven which I now officially rededicate to the cause of celebrating Bella Swan's Stanford acceptance."
Alice applauds.
"Well, lucky for you, we've got a beautiful batch of cookies in the oven which I now officially rededicate to the cause of celebrating Bella Swan's Stanford acceptance."
Alice applauds.
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"Oooh, my very own celebratory cookies," exclaims Bella happily.
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"Well, I hope you'll share," Hilary teases.
"She'd better," says Alice, glancing at her as though to judge the capacity of her stomach. "I think if she tried to eat all those by herself she'd explode."
"She'd better," says Alice, glancing at her as though to judge the capacity of her stomach. "I think if she tried to eat all those by herself she'd explode."
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"I bet I could do it if I really wanted," Bella sniffs. "But I'll share anyway."
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"Generous of you," says Hilary.
"Well, she did get into Stanford," says Alice.
"Do I detect a hint of envy?" asks Hilary.
"Nope," says Alice.
"Well, she did get into Stanford," says Alice.
"Do I detect a hint of envy?" asks Hilary.
"Nope," says Alice.
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Bella snickers. "What manner of celebratory cookies am I sharing?" she asks.
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"Tomorrow I'm going to read the entire course catalog," Bella says. "It's long."