"Tanya Huff - When The Student Is Ready" - читать интересную книгу автора (Huff Tanya)

answer she didn't have. "Um, I'm guessing it's not the nice old man who was head of the school where
Le Chatelier went as a boy?"

The class broke into appreciative giggles.

"Good guess. Loss of three points for being clever. Can anyone tell me the correct answer?"

Someone could. Isabel paid no attention to who. Her streeter was sitting cross-legged on the sidewalk,
shoulders slumped in apparent exhaustion.

He was still there, fifty-five minutes later when the final bell rang. Pushing past a small clump of fellow
seniors, she hurried toward him.

"Hey, Peterson."

It was an Ashley. Or maybe a Britney. One of the highlights and high hems crowd, anyway. Experience
having taught her that ignoring them did no good, she turned.

"I'm so glad to see you finally got yourself a boyfriend." A toss of long, blonde hair behind one slender
shoulder. "What is that aftershave he's wearing? Or is it Eau de toilet?"

Isabel's lip curled. "Up yours."

AshleyтАФor maybe BritneyтАФjerked, eyes wide. "You're such a total loser," she sneered, but the insult
didn't have the usual vicious energy behind it. Tugging at her kilt, she turned her attention back to her

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friends.

Isabel had to stand directly in front of him before he noticed her. "You did that. Stopped thatтАж thing."

He nodded.

"You were waiting for it. How did you know it was going to be there?"

"It was drawn to your power."

"My power?"

He smiled then, showing incongruously white teeth. "The youngest is always the most powerful."

"The youngest?"

"Youngest wizard."

She wasn't even surprised by how little surprise she felt. "You keep saying there isn't time. Time for
what?"