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"you're so vain, you probably think this song is about you"
Katarina Henderson knows many things, but there's something she just can't figure out...what Nancy Wheeler sees in Steve Harrington
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇
two teens hate ea...
"passion's fire burns on and on" -object of my desire, starpoint
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˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ It was the day before spring break and as always, Steve was giving Kat and Robin a ride to school while he loudly complained about his love life.
Kat sat in the passenger seat, finishing up an essay for her college level english class. She tucked her brown hair behind her ear; it barely reached her shoulders now after she cut almost five inches off of it last winter.
Robin was in the back, wearing her marching band uniform and haphazardly applying mascara to her eyes. Kat tried to tell her she'd poke her eye out, but of course, Robin didn't listen.
Steve was droning on and on about a new potential girlfriend, but Kat wasn't really listening.
"Then there's Heidi tomorrow night, but the problem with Heidi is that she's going out of state for college," Steve said, resting his forehead on the palm of his hand. "So, then the question is: do I really want to start another relationship that has no point other than sex?"
Kat shrugged. "I think you should get to know her first. You know, actually talk to her instead of having sex with her every Tuesday." She put her paper away into her Trapper Keeper and back into her navy blue backpack.
Steve looked to Robin in the rear view mirror. "Does that make any sense to you, Robin?" he asked, apparently not liking Kat's response. Robin didn't answer, and instead was too focused on her eyelashes. "Robin, are you listening?" Steve said loudly, getting her attention.
"Uh, yes. I'm listening."
"Then what did I say? What did I just say?"
"Something about sex with—with Linda!"
Steve exasperatedly rolled his eyes. "No! I'm talking about Heidi!"
"Cut me some slack, please!" Robin shouted back with the same intensity. "Your love life is one of labyrinthine complexity, and it is seven in the morning, and I have to go to this stupid pep rally, and I woke up looking like a total corpse!"
