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So this is the excerpt fomr bloodlinesquotes/tfh, I hope you like it. I didn't want to add any new scenes to it in this chapter, so I decided to put just the excerpt in this. I hope you like it!

No, I didn't like the VA trailer. Why? Because I wanted it to be perfect, and it's not. But it'll do.

No, I don't own these characters. Richelle Mead owns them. Why? Because she's awesome. :D

"Did you know," Angeline said as she walked in, "that it's a lot harder to put organs back in a body than it is to get them out?" Well, that definitely wasn't what I expected. Out of astonishment, I closed my eyes. I just wasn't sure if I was more astonished that Angeline was there, safe and sound and without Trey, or that she just implied that she killed someone and…

"Please tell me you haven't eviscerated someone," I said as I opened my eyes.

Angeline shook her head, but on her lips was the ghost of a smile. "No, no. I talked to Miss Wentworth a few days ago." Miss Wentworth was our biology teacher. What did Angeline have to do with her? The school was going to start in a few days anyway, and I just couldn't imagine Angeline and her biology teacher having a pleasant chat at Spencer's.

"You know I barely passed biology, so she agreed to help me. I had instruction sessions with her at least 10 times," Angeline continued, suddenly a little shy. And I thought she was with Trey all that time. I was such a jerk. Or something like that.

"She gave me homework and I left it in her room. When I went back to get it, she'd already left and the door was locked. It's due tomorrow, and I didn't want to make her think that I'm not trying or appreciating what she's doing for me, so I had to get it. So I went around outside, and her window lock wasn't that hard to open, and I-" She was saying all of this with a blank expression, as if what she was implying was totally normal.

"Wait," I interrupted. "You broke into a classroom?" I couldn't believe it. I'd never do something like that. The thought itself was… horrifying.

"Yeah, but that's not the problem." Ms. Terwilliger laughed, and I decided to ignore it. What, was I the only girl who found the thought of braking into a classroom horrifying?

"Go on," I said wearily, trying and failing to ignore Ms. Terwilliger's laugh.

"Well," Angeline immediately continued, "When I climbed through, I didn't realize there was a bunch of stuff in the way, and I crashed into those plastic models of the human body she has." I raised an eyebrow at that. It was the only reaction my body allowed me to have. Seeing my expression, Angeline said, "You know, the life size ones with all the parts inside?" And then she smiled. "And bam!" She held up her arms for effect. "Organs everywhere."

Angeline paused and looked at me expectantly. "So, what are we going to do? I can't get in trouble with her."

I finally found my voice. "We?" I exclaimed, louder than I wanted.

"Here," Ms. Terwillliger said, startling me. I turned around and she tossed me a set of keys. From the look on her face, it looked as if it was she tried really hard not to burst out laughing. "That square one's a master. I know for a fact she has yoga and won't be back for the rest of the day. I imagine you can repair the damage – and retrieve the homework – before anyone's the wiser." I knew that she was implying I was the one that should do that. Of course. Sydney the savior.

With a sigh, I stood up and packed my things. I didn't forget decency when I lost pride, at least. "Thanks," I said simply, not allowing any of the frustrating emotions enter my voice. That wasn't fair. Why was I always the person that had to repair things and mistakes?

Angeline and I left and as we walked down to the science wing, I told her, "You know, the next time you've got a problem, maybe come to me before it becomes even bigger problem." It was entirely true and since I was so angry with everyone and everything, I couldn't refrain myself for at least saying this. Even though I felt like screaming and kicking the walls.

"Oh, no," Angeline said nobly, "I didn't want to be an inconvenience." I sighed and opened the door of the biology room.

Angeline's description of the scene was pretty accurate, even though she explained in two words: organs everywhere. Miss Wentworth had two body models – male and female, with torsos carved out cleverly so that they could hold removable parts of the body to be able to examine it in greater detail. That was a bad thing for me, in that moment. The good thing was that Miss Wentworth wisely purchased models that were only waist high. But that didn't mean much – the whole room was a mess. What would it look like if there were legs everywhere? I tried to picture it, and managed to lighten my own mood. The real problem was that it was hard to tell which model the various organs belonged to. My sense of anatomy was very good, but I decided not to risk it so I opened a textbook for reference as I began sorting. I was very, very enthusiastic to be doing this since I just loved human organs in life-size.

Angeline, of course, wouldn't be ironic, but just funny if she said that, so she just perched on a far counter and swing her legs as she watched me, knowing she was useless in the situation.

I just started reassembling the male when I heard a masculine voice behind me. "Melbourne," he used the nickname Ms. Terwilliger used, "I always knew you'd need to learn about this kind of thing. I'd just kind of hoped you'd learn it on a real guy." He smirked and I rolled my eyes. Boys. Typical, driven by instincts, not even caring about what's going on around them. Like, for example, a thousand organs sprawled on the floor.

But I still was glad to see Trey, leaning in the doorway. "Ha, ha." I still said. "If you were a real friend, you'd come help me." An idea immediately formed in my head. I pointed to the female model. "Let's see some of your alleged expertise in action." I grinned, but my heart sank, knowing he'd just take off in a moment or two, and I'd be left helpless.

"Alleged?" Trey said, sounding indignant, but he strolled in anyway. I didn't think about anything except that I had to get back to Clarence's as soon as I could with Angeline, and pray that Adrian managed to take care of it. And himself. But still, I made a mistake and I only realized it when he came to a sudden halt. "Oh," he said when he saw Angeline. "Hi."

It was kind of cute. Angeline stopped swinging her feet and her eyes were as wide as his. "Um, hi," she murmured. I fought the urge to smile. I was obviously past any help – I thought mixing races was cute.

But Trey and Angeline obviously didn't think so. I could feel the tension ramp up from zero to sixty in a matter of seconds, and everyone seemed at a loss for words. Angeline jerked her head towards the models and said, "I had an accident." I didn't see why that would be important to Trey, but that sentence snapped him from his daze and his lips curved into a smile.

Yeah, he loved Angeline's antics, while they made me want to pull out my hair sometimes.

"That seems to happen a lot," Trey said, smirking.

Angeline didn't see the smirk. "It wasn't my fault," she insisted.

"It never is," Trey said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I just have bad luck," Angeline tried further.

"Or you're just trouble," Trey pressed her self-control.

"You got a problem with that?" Angeline said with a raised eyebrow, suddenly looking fierce and deadly.

That seemed enough for Trey. "No problem at all," he said in a low voice.

That was the signal I needed. It was time for me to step in, or they'd chop their heads off eventually, when they got bored of talking in 4-word-sentences.

"Oh my God," I said, irritated. "Are you going to help or not?"

Trey and Angeline were looking at each other intently, as if I wasn't there, and the awkward tension somehow became sexual tension. I was ready to bolt, but they seemed to be done with their heated looks.

Or not. Trey glanced at Angeline again, and it became a long, heated look, and then he turned way and threw himself into reassembling the female model.

I thought he was just showing off with that "Keep calm, I know what I'm doing" talk, but he finished quickly, to my surprise. "Told you I'm an expert," he said, glancing at Angeline again.

"Didn't you take AP biology?" I asked Trey, but he was having a staring dreamy-eyed contest with Angeline.

I cleared my throat. "Angeline, we need to go to Clarence's. Queen Lissa came to visit Jill."

Angeline nodded. "I know. Eddie told me." She quickly took her homework from the table. "Thanks for fixing this," she told Trey, as if I didn't even exist. No Thank you, Sydney or anything. Just Trey.

Trey gave a nonchalant shrug, like these kinds of things happened to him every day. At that he disappeared, and a stone fell from my chest.

Phew. I would've laughed and danced around, but Angeline was always on the seventh skies. "Oh, Sydney," she said with a mournful sigh. "Why does he have to be one of those stupid Warriors?"

Yeah, I knew the feeling.

I locked up the classroom and distracted myself with walking and reminding myself I had to give the keys back to Ms. Terwilliger. "Well, he's not technically one right now," I said honestly. I wasn't sure if that was a bad, or a good thing.

"But he could be again," Angeline said as we headed out to catch the shuttle to the exit.

"And if he does, he'll never overcome all that stuff about mixing with dhampirs." She sighed again. This was all too much drama for me. "One of these days, he'll start dating a human again, and since we're here, I won't be able to do anything about it.

I didn't like the sound of that. "What exactly do you mean by, 'do anything'?" I asked cautiously.

Angeline brightened a little. "Well, if we were back home, I could just keep challenging his new girlfriends to duels and beating them up."

I rolled my eyes. "Well, then," I said honestly, "let's hope he stays single."