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\f0\fs24 This scene is told in third person from the viewpoint of Lizzie Hayes.\par
If it had been up to Lizzie, she\u8217?d have stayed in her room and read books, but it wasn\u8217?t up to her and now she stood on the pool deck in the chaos of Emma\u8217?s sweet sixteen party as the party goers began to arrive. Her sister was in the middle of it, greeting and being greeted as if she was queen of the world, and perhaps on this night it was true. The sexes weren\u8217?t really mixing yet, as the boys were mostly in the pool and the girls were mostly on the patio, surrounding Emma.\par
And then Lizzie saw him. The coolest boy she\u8217?d ever seen, wearing swim trunks and talking with Bobby, Ella\u8217?s golfing buddy. The boy was blonde, muscular, and compact, not so tall as Bobby. He was tan and fit and blue eyed. He was a god, she was sure he was a god. She\u8217?d not once looked at a boy with desire but now she did. It was completely disconcerting.\par
Suddenly, someone grabbed her arm. It was Emma\u8217?s friend Hannah, who was pretty, stylish, and very slightly chubby and who wore a one piece swimsuit that had jewels on it and must have cost a fortune. She felt herself being dragged along right towards the boy she\u8217?d spotted. Hannah called out his name, Will Fontaine. He looked right at her. And before she could react, Hannah was telling him that Lizzie loves Lord of the Rings, too. And Lizzie felt Hannah let go and leave, and she was left tongue tied, desperately trying to think of something to say to Will.\par
By whatever magic existed in the universe, Will had her mesmerized as they discussed how Tom Bombadil rescued the hobbits from Old Man Willow.\par
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