Saint Joseph School

By late Friday evening, Kat still lay in the Talos hospital's ICU, monitors beeping around her. A short elderly woman stood over her, looking jet-lagged and harried, quietly saying her rosary. Her hand held tightly to Kat's, her thumb running over the back of it. Near the door, the lady's husband ...

"It was an accident! I mean, gyah! Do you really think I'd burn my date's clothes off on purpose?" Bobby paused for a moment to look at the gathered group. "Don't answer that."

A snicker rose from the group at the boardwalk, enjoying the summer air and ice cream cones. The sun had set just minutes ...

That's only available for the shirts option. Not for tights.

Alex is right. It looks a little too... Southern with the fringe on it. I'd rather have the Dagger pattern on the back than the fringe.

Kat rounded the corner towards her locker at full stride. She was running late. Again. To make matters worse she had gotten halfway to her biology class when she realized her homework was still in her locker. Her dark ponytail bounced as she hurried down the hall, nearly running into Jacob coming ...

Kat walks up, balancing her books in one hand as she situates that strap of her gym bag on her shoulder. Seeing her two friends, she stopped and smiled as she hugged her books against her chest.

Hey, guys. Who's in trouble again?

"Sure! I mean, if this is a private party I can scoot, but since you asked..." Kat grinned and looked at her tray. "The tuna dogs have got to be better than whatever they try to pass off as food around here. Arkady is so lucky he doesn't eat." She plopped down on the seat and reached for a bag of ...

Kat walked through the cafeteria, floating her tray in front of her and humming quietly. I still cannot get that song out of my head! Seeing the checkered table cloths, she walked over and smiled, waving at the group. "Hey, Bryan, Kali. Hey, Stasis. What's the occasion?"

Kat grimaced a little bit. "You looked me up? Oh, God. I don't even want to know what you found." Kat took a deep breath and plastered a smile back on her face, but it was nowhere near as bright as it had been. She shook her head a little. "Doesn't matter. It's in the past and the past doesn't ...

Kat's smiled faltered for a moment. He recognizes me. Why else would he bring that up? Is that why he's helping me? Cause I used to be somebody? No, you were the one that asked for his help, stupid. She quickly focused her attention on the textbook in front of her and pretended to be interested in a ...

Grinning widely at her own victory, Kat propped her chin her hand. "Rewriting the song? Huh. Sounds easy enough." She smiled and waved to Val as she darted back out into the hall then unzipped her gym bag and pulled out her textbook. Setting it on the table, she quickly flipped to the chapter on ...

Kat sat up a little straighter and waves her hands a little excitedly. "Oh. I know this one. Oh, um..." It was on the tip of her tongue. "F-something... Oh! Franz Ferdinand! I love that song. And the video was just creepy." Kat settled back into her chair and smiled again. "Okay so the assassination ...

Kat wrinkled her nose in concentration. She knew she had heard it. It was royalty. Some... baron? No that wasn't it. She smiled sheepishly. "I know he was some royal. From Austria, right?"

She turned and spoke loud as she dared to Bryan. "Hey, Bryan. Whose assassination started World War I? I know ...

Kat looked at him quizzingly. "Lost like the troops of what?" Tenitively she took the pencil and paper and looked over at him again. "Just... whatever I like? Well, alright then." She shrugged and began writing quietly. For the most part the list looked like what one would expect from a teenage girl ...

Her gym bag strap draped over one shoulder, Kat hurried down the hall trying to get a look at her watch through the pom poms in her hand. 4:35 Shoot! First study meeting and I'm already late. Kat readjusted the strap of her bag and pushed through the door of the library, trying to draw as little ...