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I am aware that he is like looking at my face for a long time and is keep on glancing at me. “Ahmmnn a book entitled Wuthering Heights by Emily Bonte, Nicholas Nickleby by Charles Dickens, and hemmnn Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen.” I said as I look into the books there. “I see, those are rare books now since they are old and people nowadays don’t like sad and pure narration stories.” Henry said and I just nod. Henry is now helping me through the pile of books. It was almost 30 minutes yet we haven’t found one of the 3 books.

Throughout the middle Six months later: Last year of Eighth Grade: I am outside sitting on the bench. "Virgin... Cherry..." "Virgin... Cherry..." The classmates mocked me. I just kept reading my favorite book, Pride and Prejudice, while sitting on the bench. I just love the storyline with Mr. Darcy and Lizzie." He is a serious character, and she is a fun, outgoing, adventurous young lady. I was in the middle of the part when Lizzie and Mr. Darcy kissed.

I still didn't know where to put my arms and I held them locked against my body for a long while, until they started to get stiff. About half an hour into our journey, I grabbed my book that I put under my jacket earlier and opened the first page. I had seen the movie Pride and Prejudice countless times and the familiar names put a smile to my face. This was the first time I read the book, so I shut the world around me out and started my mental journey.

Erik realized just then that he had barely tipped the iceberg when it came to the wonderful and interesting qualities this woman possessed. "Who is your favorite writer?" Pearl asked Phoebe. "Austen, for sure." She said. Pearl smiled. "Yes. She was an phenomenal writer. Pride and Prejudice is one of my favorites." Pearl said. "Oh yes. Mr. Darcy. The man that ruined all men for every woman, for hundreds of years later, even. That's why I love literature so much. One thing, one person created in a woman's mind has the ability to affect the lives of so many for centuries later, just because of how she was able to write about it." Phoebe said. Auggie looked at her adoringly and kissed her hand.

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"Was it love at first sight? Or did I have to win you over?" "Alright, Miss Bennett, I'll tell you." "What?" Her face was confused, so it was my turn to grin at her. "It's from 'Pride and Prejudice'. There's a chapter where Elizabeth makes Darcy account for his falling in love with her. It's one of my favorite parts of the book, and it never gets put into the movies." Sarah nestled in closer. "Yup, just like that, then." "When I opened the door, I couldn't move. I'd never felt like that before, about anyone."

My sentiments will not be quelled. You must permit me to tell you how vigorously I appreciate and adore you.” Jane Austen Pride And Prejudice THE Following MORNING he was showered and out the entryway some time recently nine. He’d returned to Isadora’s house late final night, but she was as responsive as the day some time recently. It was his day to volunteer at The Women’s House, so Isadora anticipated him not to linger. As he got on the street, he pointed his car toward the city. Uncertain where he’d discover the one individual he required, he dialed Scout.

Politics, Power, Business, History and many more. Boring. Boring man. I continued tracing the spines with my fingers, liking the texture beneath my fingertips. At some point, I completely forgot about the journal. I pulled out one of the books. It had a rare cover I had never seen before. “Pride and Prejudice.” What? I checked the cover again. Maybe I had read it wrong. Or maybe it was another Pride and Prejudice. But no. It was the same book, only with a different cover. This one had a black hard cover with the title engraved into it alongside the author’s name.

A fire in the pit of my stomach roared to life and I clenched my thighs together to relieve the pressure. "I love Pride and Prejudice too," he smiled a half smile. He spoke the words so softly that I needed to tilt my head up to him. His head leaned down only a fraction so that the tips of our noses were touching. I reached my hand up and worked my way up the side of his body to his chest, feeling the muscles underneath his thin shirt. I love the feel of his body against mine, what I would do to feel his body naked against my own. I shut my eyes with the thought.