I pull at the grass in anger as I await for Newt to come and meet me. Alby, the shank has decided that I'm dangerous and that I should be locked in the Slammer for a few days. I admit I've been a little rebelious but I have nothing to do all day. I snap out of my thoughts as Newt takes his hand in mine before casting me an apoligetic glance.
"I'm sorry Katrina, I really... umphh!!" I cut him off by attaching my lips to his. It has been clear we both have feelings for each other so Iv'e decided to do what my heart tells me. His fingers play with my hair and I pull away to regain my breath. "Katrina?" "Yeah?" "Be mine?" "Of course, I have to go to the Slammer right?" "Nah I'll have a talk to Alby"
"Good that" I reply before kissing him again.
