The Ever

Kat flopped down on her bed. She was annoyed at the girl from lunch, but she couldn’t stop thinking: “Princess.” the girl had called her princess. She didn’t know why, but Kat felt her heart flutter at those words.

She sighed and turned over, staring at the ceiling. Her mind replayed that one conversation over and over, seeing Miro’s face each time. Kat couldn’t help but think that the girl was pretty, like really pretty.

“Hey, what’s up, your entire face is like, really red.” Kat hadn’t even heard the girls enter, but there they stood, right at the foot of Kat’s bed.

“Hm, oh, yeah, totally! I’m good! Just like, thinking, you know? Readers' faces turn really red when they’re lost in thought.” Kat stuttered, attempting (and failing) to lie her way out of a girly talk.

“Oh really? Because we only turn really red when we’re thinking about our crushes. OHMYGOSH! DO YOU HAVE ACRUSH!?” All of them started to stare at her, smiling, looking like they were about to bounce off of the walls.

“Umm…” Kat said nervously. “No…?”