Well, she's gonna shift around so she can face him a bit better and stare. "Apparently there are rumours. You've heard them, too, right?"
“…Yeah, ‘t’s pretty hard not t’ hear ‘em. That shit’s spread all over the school.”
A sigh. He had to place the crochet tools on the table so he could give her his full attention. He learned that even if he tried to ignore her, she wouldn’t quit the creepy staring, so it was no use.
“…’T’s yer fault, y’know. Ye kissed me an’ we got caught. An’ ye starin’ at me in class doesn’t fuckin’ help.”











