a/n- little nokarsha drabble because I feel like it
Noelle's POV
Much to my displeasure, my entire face went bright red when Akarsha let those... stupid words out of her stupid mouth.
"You okay, Frenchman?" The sides of Akarsha's tan lips pulled up into a smirk. "You seem a little red."
I took a deep breath of the winter California air, moving my boot through the snow. I tried to pull off a straight face, adjusting my blue scarf.
"Yes, I'm fine. And stop calling me Frenchman, just because my name is French doesn't mean I am," I scoffed, turning my eyes to the ground.
"Oh, really?" She taunted. I flicked my eyes back to Akarsha's stupid face. "Are you sure it's not because I said 'Your face is cute, and I bet the rest of you is too'?"
My face flushed redder, if it even was scientifically possible for my face to possess this much blood in it.
"N-no."
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