The kid with the cool voice seemed to automatically notice her dilemma. That sucked, not a great first impression to make, but it would be best not to draw anymore attention to it. Phoebe nodded slowly as he reassured her that he was fine, still feeling pretty terrible about the whole encounter, but then again she was feeling terrible about everything at the moment. Yet, it would be rude to just rush off without closing a conversation, and she let her jaw set into a confident expression as the boy extended his hand in greeting. She rose her own not-burning hand, allowing the other to simply hang and twitch at her side, and with it hidden within the folds of her dress she managed to force a realistic, reassuring smile,

"[color=fdc68a][b]I'm A-OK, just a bit flustered is all.[/b][/color]" P.K's voice was calm, collected, and her hand shake was firm. Despite her stony complexion, she did a pretty good job at acting fine, and that was good enough for now. She let her hand drop again as the boy with the sick accent introduced himself (mason? like the jar?) and then tilted his head, inquiring her own name. She lifted the sunhat from her eyes, allowing her bright gaze to gleam with some sense of familiarity as she realized who this Mason guy was. One of the smokers from the bus stop, of course! 

"[color=fdc68a][b]Oh yes, I'm real sorry I didn't introduce myself to the group earlier.[/b][/color]" P.K let her head lower sheepishly for a moment, and then she smirked slightly, propping up her sunhat again with her good-hand's thumb, "[color=fdc68a][b]name's Phoebe. Phoebe Kate, but everyone calls me P.K. Nice to meet ya, Mason.[/b][/color]" Her own accent shined bright for a second, her voice dripping with a familiar Southern drawl that would probably be unusual for someone who definitely sounded like they came from an episode of Doctor Who, and after looking somewhat surprised at her own stupid self she took a step back, clenching her now red-hot hand tightly around the hem of her dress.

"[b][color=fdc68a]Again, real sorry for bumping into you. This whole new, uh, environment, school stuff, making me a bit nervous. Distracted.[/color][/b]" P.K lowered her hat again, allowing the rim cover her eyes and blot out Mason's face from her vision, but her smile reminded, sweet and somewhat twitchy, "[color=fdc68a][b]it was nice to learn a new name, though. See ya around?[/b][/color]" She took a shaking step forward, preparing to rush passed him once the conversation closed off.