Mette Ivie Harrison - Tris and Izzie

Mette Ivie Harrison - Tris and Izzie, ebooks [ENG], Ebook eng

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M e t t e I v I e H a r r I s o n
Tris
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Izzie
Tris
&
Izzie
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Tris
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First published by Egmont USA, 2011
443 Park Avenue South, Suite 806
New York, NY 10016
Copyright © Mette Ivie Harrison, 2011
Al rights reserved
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www.metteivieharrison.com
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ISBN 978-1-60684-173-0
eBook ISBN 978-1-60684-257-7
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M e t t e I v I e H a r r I s o n
Tris
&
Izzie
Tris
&
Izzie
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Chapter 1
M
ark caught me in a big hug from behind as I closed my locker.
“Guess who?” he said.
“Um, my fabulous captain-of-the-Tintagel-High-basketbal -
team boyfriend with the darkest, deepest eyes ever?”
I said.
He turned me around so I could look into those very eyes.
“Got it in one,” he said. He kissed me lightly on the nose and let me
go.
“Hey, there’s a reason I get straight A’s,” I teased. Mark had trouble
keeping his GPA high enough to stay on the team, but I tutored him when I
could. Too bad we didn’t have any classes together this year.
“You are smart and pretty,” said Mark. “What a lucky guy I am.”
I’m just over five feet tal , dark-haired, and dark-eyed. My dad
picked out my name, Isolde, which means “fair lady,”
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before I was born. He used to tease me that it was just like me to be
contrary, even then.
I miss my dad a lot these days. You’d think it would get easier, after
ten years, but it doesn’t. Sometimes when I am with Mark, it hurts the
most, because I think of how much Dad would have wanted to tease me
about him.
“You’re practical y perfect, in fact,” Mark went on. “Seems a little
unfair, don’t you think, Branna?”
I hadn’t seen Branna until then. She is almost six feet tal and has
huge shoulders from swimming butterfly, but Mark is even tal er and
broader across the shoulders than she is.
He can block her out completely, or anyone else, real y, which is
why he is such a great basketbal player. He just holds his hands up and no
one can get around him to the basket.
“Yeah, total y unfair. If Izzie weren’t so nice, everyone would hate
her,” said Branna. She gave a twisted smile, and I could tel that something
was wrong, because she’s my best friend. She moved off with her arms
wrapped around her middle, and she barely looked at me.
Usual y, we were the Three Musketeers. Mark and I had been dating
for over a year, but Branna always hung out with us. Branna and I had
been superglue close since kindergarten, when I moved to Tintagel in
midyear and started getting picked on because I was so smal . Branna had
protected me then, and I wished I could return the favor now. If only she
would tel me what was bothering her.
I saw that Branna was headed toward her locker, which was up on
the second floor.
“Uh, Mark, love you.” I blew him a quick kiss. “Gotta go.”
I started running up the stairs behind Branna.
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I turned once to see Mark watching me appreciatively.
“Love it when you run, Izzie!” he said.
I blushed, but real y, what is wrong with your boyfriend noticing that
you look good? I don’t know why it made me uncomfortable. It wasn’t as
if Mark was one of those guys who thought of his girlfriend as just a body.
I caught up with Branna by the second-floor bathrooms.
“What’s up?” I asked, reaching for her arm.
She pul ed away from me, and there was a moment when I
remembered how much bigger than me Branna is.
“Branna, please tel me. I can help, I swear!” There had been
something wrong for months, and the most I could get out of Branna was
that it wasn’t my fault. She said it had to do with someone else, but she
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