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Bella schedules an appointment at Stanford. She breezes through sixteen hours of motorcycle class, mostly by demonstrating that the instructor is redundant and wouldn't he rather teach her exotic motorcycle tricks and then just mark her as passing the course? She plays in a soccer game against a Port Angeles high school and wins. She starts driving her bike to school, and she names it Tegu after a lizard of similar coloring, because it needed a name.
On Friday evening she's due to fly out, crash in a Stanford grad student's house overnight, interview on Saturday, and fly home that evening. She bikes for the airport, black leather gold-studded saddlebags over Tegu's back wheel carrying her luggage.
self_composed
edgeofyourseat
[Are people actually going to be sneaking past your couch while you sleep? Because speaking of creepy...]
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[It would be impolite not to sneak, if they need a midnight snack or something,] Bella says. [It's a crampy little house.]
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[Good pet masochist,] she says approvingly. Myra's roommates have finished their game and cleared off the sofa. Bella ducks into a bathroom to change into her pajamas. [See you in the morning.]
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Bella goes to couch.
She wakes up in plenty of time to get into her nice slacks and blouse and accept Myra's ride to campus, and she uses her little map of Stanford to find the building in which she is meant to have her interview.
She wakes up in plenty of time to get into her nice slacks and blouse and accept Myra's ride to campus, and she uses her little map of Stanford to find the building in which she is meant to have her interview.
edgeofyourseat
And Alice tags along like a guardian angel - invisible, unobtrusive, and airborne.
And watching you.
And watching you.
self_composed
[Behave,] is all Bella tells him as she holds the front door of the building open for an extra second to let him brush past.
She finds the room number, checks the time on her phone, and sits down to wait the remaining two minutes to spare.
She finds the room number, checks the time on her phone, and sits down to wait the remaining two minutes to spare.
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Bella's interviewer opens the door when Bella knocks, but says, "I'm running just a few minutes late, I'll be with you in a moment."
"That's fine," Bella says.
A few minutes later the interviewer reemerges. "Come in," he says.
"That's fine," Bella says.
A few minutes later the interviewer reemerges. "Come in," he says.
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The office is full of books, but it is not incapable of holding three people. [Don't sit in the extra chair,] Bella says, [you'll indent it funny.]
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The interviewer starts asking Bella about soccer (yes, she would be thrilled to join the Stanford team; she's currently playing forward but she would be content in any position where she seemed suited) and flute (yes, she would be thrilled to participate in orchestra; she has little performing experience but isn't generally prone to stage fright, and she's certainly good enough at flute, would he like to hear (he wouldn't)) and academics (she wants to keep her options open, but she is interested in the sciences, and maybe politics, and she can already program but would like to learn more languages and get more developing experience) and other semirandom questions presumably intended to determine her fit into the school culture.
Bella handles the interview very well.
She pentagoned interviewing skills first thing in the morning.
Bella handles the interview very well.
She pentagoned interviewing skills first thing in the morning.
edgeofyourseat
Alice sits very quietly the whole time, gazing adoringly up at Bella. She is just so great, okay? Okay.
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"So you want to start in the fall - without finishing high school?" the interviewer finally asks.
"If I can," Bella says earnestly. "I like Forks, but it's small - there's not a lot of resources there. I can only do so much without a lot of other people - world-class people - to learn from. Besides, I don't feel really challenged by high school work. I do it, but I'd rather be stretching myself more."
"Mm," says the interviewer. "All right, Bella, we'll get back to you in a few weeks."
"Thanks for your time," she says politely, and she gets up.
"If I can," Bella says earnestly. "I like Forks, but it's small - there's not a lot of resources there. I can only do so much without a lot of other people - world-class people - to learn from. Besides, I don't feel really challenged by high school work. I do it, but I'd rather be stretching myself more."
"Mm," says the interviewer. "All right, Bella, we'll get back to you in a few weeks."
"Thanks for your time," she says politely, and she gets up.
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[Now I have an hour to wander around looking at stuff and grab lunch,] Bella says, [and then I'm supposed to meet the soccer coach real quick because I don't have enough of a game record to substantiate my claims of fantastic talent, and then I audition for the orchestra conductor.] She hefts her bag, which contains her flute, and swings it onto her back.