Tratie

Katie

I've never liked fall. It's a time of death and depression.

But I was looking forwards to the fall dance.

Chiron and Mr. D host a lot of activities cause they know how boring all year camp can get.

They were always fun, even more so when you had someone to go with.

And a friend in the Aphrodite cabin who could hook you up.

"And..... done!" Lacy, said, clearly proud of herself. "And before I forget, since you're wearing a floor length dress...." she pulls at the edge of my dress revealing comfortable black uggs underneath. I grin up at her and she smiles, happy she made me happy.

And the Travis comes in, tugging uncomfortably at his suit, and I'm pretty sure a part of me just died.

Like holy shit.

Every time, I have a hard time believing he'll look good but.... damn

He smiles at me, and takes my arm. "You look really nice Katie."

I roll my eyes. "Glad you can finally say it without looking like a blushing stuttering mess."

He turns bright red.

Katie, one.

•••

And Michelle, 500.

Our plan worked too well.

We arrived at the dance alright, Travis cracking a bunch of awful jokes.

But when we got there, I understood why Travis had chosen a white tie.

I suppose I though maybe he wanted to match subtly, but after seeing Michelle all that went out the window.

She looked so perfect.

Like a goddess.

Compared to her, I was nothing.

Then she walked toward us, and the crowd parted like the Red Sea.

"Hello Travis, would you care to dance?"

He looked at me, as if asking, and I nodded, releasing his arm. They went out on the floor, dancing like the golden couple they were.

I took a seat, fiddling with my dress, to which my face matched the exact shade of.

I felt Miranda take a seat next to me. She was beautiful, but all I could see was the empathy in her eyes. She asked me a silent question, and I nodded, ready to leave.

When I was almost out the door, a hand grabbed my shoulder.

"Kit Kat, where you going?" Travis asked, a line of concern creasing his forehead.

"Home Travis. You got what you wanted, do you really also need a dramatic break up scene?"

He looked even more confused. "Katie-"

Michelle interrupted. "Katie, he's my boyfriend now, so you can just leave."

I scoff and roll my eyes. "I'm leaving already. Stop trying to make everything about you."

Her voice rose a couple pitches. "I make everything about me?!?! At least I'm not going 'oh my boyfriend's dead' 'oh my Pegasus is dead' 'oh my best friend the traitor is dead-"

Insulting Selena was the last straw.

I punched her.

(A/N Is it wrong I'm cackling as I write this?)

Right in the face.

Let's see how beautiful she was with a black eye.

I would have made her whole face a bloody mess, but Travis was tending to her and Miranda was pulling me out of there.

Michelle taunted "You're just a wild animal Katie. One day you're gonna snap, and they'll send you off to a mental hospital."

To be fair, I was thrashing in Miranda's arms.

I might have ripped her head off.

If given the chance.

Probably.