[h1][Color=deeppink]Kaitlin O'Connor - 2017[/color][/h1]

Kaitlin bristled upon hearing the unmistakable voice of Elaine Lancaster, barely suppressing a flinch. Many of the guys back in high school may have described her voice as being almost musical, but to Kaitlin it would always be shrill and headache inducing. How she hadn't heard the blonde banshee approaching was a mystery, and a testament to how caught up she was in seeing Roddy again.

As she cleared her throat, her eyes made their way to Elaine's hand, which was resting quite possessively on Roddy. If she wasn't so thrown by the whole encounter, Kaitlin may have had to laugh at the absurdity of the blatant display of ownership. It did not escape her notice that the wedding bands were now fully on display.

Kaitlin had never been one to notice details, and her initial gaze had swept right over Roddy's hand, not even marking the ring earlier. She flushed, whether from embarrassment or annoyance was anyone's guess.

Quickly though, Kaitlin schooled her features into a look of indifference. Whatever emotions she felt at the situation, she could sort through later.

[color=deeppink]“Congratulations,”[/color] she said slowly. No need to let on to how quickly she wanted to get this interaction over with. [color=deeppink] “You know Elaine, I actually was going to say hello to you earlier, but when I found you, you were already in a pretty serious conversation with Decky Boaz. I thought it would be rude to interrupt. Has he been in town this whole time as well?”[/color]

Kaitlin's voice was steel coated in sugar as she addressed her former rival. Although she knew anyone passing by wouldn't sense the undertone of her words, Elaine was sure to be riled up by them.


[h1][color=deeppink]Kaitlin O'Connor - 2006[/color][/h1]

[color=deeppink]“Are you kidding me?”[/color] Kaitlin scolded as she tugged Roddy away. [color=deeppink]“What the hell has gotten into you?”[/color]

As she passed Elaine Lancaster in the hall, she resisted the urge to stick out her tongue. She also resisted the urge to rub the back of her head, which still occasionally stung from a rather nasty hair pull.

Finally reaching a corridor she could turn down, Kaitlin tugged Roddy around the corner. Immediately she began running her hands over his face, head and back. Standing at only 5'4", it had to look absurd to anyone noticing the diminutive red head patting down Roddy. 

[color=deeppink]“In case you are wondering what I'm doing,” she said from behind his back, a slow grin over taking her face. “I'm checking for any sign you may have been overtaken by an alien, body snatcher, demon...maybe a hitch hiking ghost?”[/color]

The joke was silly, but Kaitlin knew her friend well enough to know that he got enough shit from other people. He didn't need it from her too.