Kathryn Matlin. You'll call me Katie or you'll call me nothing at all. 19 years old. Degrassi Boarding School. Mother to Emerson Grace Matlin, older sister to Maya Matlin. *not the real Katie Matlin or Chloe Rose. gif credit to their owners*
Grade Level or Occupation: College Freshman, Dental Assistant
Describe Yourself in 2 sentences or less: I can be a nice person, or I can be your worst nightmare. I've made mistakes before, but they only made me the person I am today.
Part 2
Hair and Eye Color: Light Brown, Blue
Height and Weight: 5"10, 140 lbs.
Describe Your Style?: Pretty Casual, I'd never say no to a pair of yoga pants and a sweatshirt.
What is the first thing you do to get ready for the day? I usually shower first.
You never feel attractive if your _____ doesn’t look right?: My outfit, always crucial.
Part 3:
Favorite & Least Favorite Color: Favorite would be white, least favorite is red.
Favorite Type of Music?: Pop
Favorite Food? Least Favorite?: Chinese is always my favorite, least favorite would probably be seafood.
Best movie you EVER saw? Worst Movie?: LOL was a pretty good movie, and I've never really been a fan of Harry Potter.
Favorite Teacher? Least Favorite?: Mr. C seems pretty cool. Simpson is my least favorite, he needs to loosen up a bit.
Part 4
Relationship Status?: Single Pringle, I plan on keeping it that way for a while.
Sexual Orrientation: Straight.
Crush: No one.
Flitatious or Reserved?: Reserved.
Best gift you ever recieved by someone? Worst Gift?: My best gift was a car from my mom when I turned 16, worst would probably be a pretzel for my birthday.
Do you believe in love at first sight?: It can happen.
Do you jump into relationships or take your time?: Take my time.
Do you make the first move or let the game come to you?: Let the game come to me.
What do you look for in a parter? Honesty and trust. Plus a cute personality.
Describe your perfect match? I guess it could.
Does that describe anyone you know? No, a lot of the guys here are assholes.
Part 5
What was your worst heartbreak? KC, or Drew.
Have you ever broken someone’s heart? If so explain? I don't think so, you'd have to ask some people.
How Many guys/girls have you kissed? 5.
Name all of your ex’s? Any regrets? Drew, Jake, KC. No regrets, they were good relationships while they lasted.
I need it to come a little faster when I have a whiney baby on my hands. Thanks May, I guess to say we've been through a lot would be an understatement.
“Jenna, is probably busy. I’ll see her tonight anyway”. Jake brushed the comment off his shoulder, awaiting the moment she finally agreed to this whole ordeal. His girlfriend had a great Valentine’s evening planned. Right now, he was concentrating on Katie- who was reluctantly sitting in this apartment, alone. “Finally”. Jake exhaled, absentmindedly walking around her dorm as she got ready. “Put on something warm. Unless you wanna freeze your ass off”. Hollering loudly, he played with the keys in his hand. Once she was set to go, he glanced at her. Katie looked a girl who’s mother was forcing her to take out the garbage in the morning- frustrated and lazily dressed. This only caused him to smile. “Ready?”. Jake didn’t bother waiting on a reply, he walked out the door. He expected Katie to follow him out to his vehicle. Jake’s truck had gardening and building supplies piled into his trunk. The air was bitter cold. His cheeks churned and flushed at the heat change. “I’m driving. So, take the passenger seat. Be careful, there’s packages of tulip bulbs on the dash”.
After Katie reluctantly agreed to go out with him, she got up and put her coat on and slipped her boots on. "I'll be fine, I'm used to the stupid weather Canada has for us." she said, following him out to his car. Katie couldn't give a damn about how she looked, hopefully they weren't going anywhere public or at least where there were very few people to see just how much effort she put into her outfit. "Yes, I'm ready." she said, grabbing her keys out of the bowl near the door just before walking out, locking her door and turning off all of the lights before she turned around, following Jake. Katie climbed into the passenger seat, seeing the bouquet of flowers on the dash, moving them gently out of her way before sitting down, buckling her seat belt. "Can you at least tell me where were going?" she asked.
Jake sighed. He took a step closer, His lanky limbs following him. “Katie, you look fine. We aren’t going anywhere fancy”. Jake wasn’t wearing anything remotely decent. He wanted to take her someplace special, a place where he hoped she’d find inspiration to live with a godamn purpose again. Spring was literally right around the corner and the community garden needed help to get back on it’s feet. It needed a new shed, better soil and a whole hell load of tending. Nature could be the best source of inspiration. “You’re spending V-day with me. It’s a bullshit holiday anyway. No need to remind yourself. Get up and let’s get a move on”. Still calm, he dangled his head forward. “Please”.
Katie groaned again, "I don't care, I'm a mess." she said, closing her eyes as she tried to make it look like she was sleeping. Jake was right. It was a bullshit holiday, which she had hoped to spend completely alone, drowning herself in Vanilla ice cream and watching sappy love story movies. Katie opened her eyes, sitting up again. "Shouldn't you be spending Valentine's day with your, you know, girlfriend? Who happens to be right across the hall?" she said, gesturing towards the door. Katie stood there looking at him for a few minutes, before deciding that she wasn't getting anywhere with him, and that she might as well get today over with. Katie rolled her eyes, pushing herself off of the couch. "Fine." she said, letting out a soft sigh as she grabbed her jacket from the dining room table chair. She slipped it over her body and put her boots on, not caring how she looked.
Finally. She opened the door. His shoulders slumped back to their usual relaxed position. “I hit my knee on the way up”. Jake grumbled nonchalantly and stalked in, watching her ass sit back down on the vile couch. This would be a lot harder than expected. He stood there, his car keys dangling carelessly in his hand “Katie, put on a coat”. Hair ruffled, back curved and lips straight- His voice was smooth, not straying from it’s usual deep pitch. “We’re going out”. Jake meant what he said, and did what he said he would do- He didn’t like complications. Although notoriously known for being lazy, self serving and childish, he liked to think he could offer a teaspoon of good to the world. Mistakes were mistakes. He mastered the art of forgiving at a very young age. Nothing ever seemed to churn a storm in his carefully built wall of sheepish smiles. Katie needed to move on. She could hit him, use foul language and sharp words, he’d stand there and take it.
Katie groaned, "Noo, I don't want to leave." She said, plopping herself back down on her couch. "I just want to sit here moping around and do nothing for the rest of the day." she said, looking back up at Jake. While the thought of dressing up and looking decent and going out to do something nice sounded fun, Katie didn't have much will to do anything fun. The idea of being alone with a carton of ice cream and movies sounded much more appealing to her. "If you don't have someone to spend Valentines Day with, it's a pointless day. It's no different than every other day of the year." She complained. She thought she would be happy on this valentines day, but yet again, she let the heart get the best of her. "Besides, even if I did go out, I look like crap. I wouldn't want to be seen in public,"
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