He didn't want to--- Rose struggled for a moment, her thoughts taking a bit longer to piece his words together. This was mean Kendall, why was she getting mean Kendall? She didn't like mean Kendall. She avoided mean Kendall, usually at all costs because mean Thomas was enough to deal with so--- she felt her face heat up; he didn't want to talk to her, like she had gone and done to deserve that! What had she done!
"But---" Rose faltered, closing her eyes and shaking her head. This wasn't fair, he wasn't being fair. Nothing--- what had happened within the immediate past? Nothing! There was just quidditch and sleep. What had happened to Thomas? There hadn't been enough time for practically anything else. They had barely even talked, so-- so...
Now it bothered her! It was bothering her, Kendall's apparent need to stay away from her, and--- she didn't like it when the boys were mean to her. A pout reappeared, but this one was much deeper and a bit more confused. Her hands rose to her face, and she cupped her cheeks for a moment before opening her mouth again. Obviously.
"Why! What have I done?" she asked innocently, head tilting slightly.
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