”/I/—” She cleared her throat. ”Was reciting a poem. About a girl Called Katherine.” x.com/ingeniousleade…

She saw him moving closer and she swallowed. “You– You.” x.com/ingeniousleade…

”Yeah, well. I needed your help and you're being immature.” She was clearly annoyed, turning her back to him. x.com/ingeniousleade…

She looked up at him, biting her tongue. ”No- No. I—” x.com/ingeniousleade…

She shifts, staying silent as she kept her back to him. x.com/ingeniousleade…

”Yes…?” She said, still staring at him. x.com/ingeniousleade…

”Oh my /god/. Stop it.” Swings around. He'd gotten closer. They were really close. And Katherine was awkward. She moved quickly, — x.com/ingeniousleade…

— clearing her throat. x.com/ingeniousleade…

She had dropped her notebook in the process, and so she picked it up, her head staying down as she stood up. x.com/IngeniousLeade…

She moved away, nodding her head. ”Thank you, thank you.” x.com/IngeniousLeade…

”/Chick/? No nicknames.” x.com/IngeniousLeade…

”Jack.” She warned. x.com/IngeniousLeade…

”Thank you.” She nodded, once. x.com/IngeniousLeade…

”Oh my /GOD/.” x.com/IngeniousLeade…

||: …I didn't just make a Julia Trojan

HIM AND SOMEONE WALKED UP TO TALK TO ME AND HE RAN UP AND WENT "Am–scray, punk. SHES THE KING OF NEW YORK." AND I STARTED CRYING

/ ACTUALLY. YOU KNOW WHAT? I’MA USE CHRISTY.