Your hair is just so pretty and I was trying to imagine how sexy it would look if you wore it in a ponytail.”"Oh. Well, I never wear it in a ponytai.... It's too much trouble."“Well, you should try it sometime. I think you’d attract a lot of looks.”She chuckled and said, “I doubt that. Now I have to go study.”“Okay, Beth. Thanks for your help.”I’d broken the ice with Beth, now I had to find a way to talk to her again.- - - - -I didn’t see Beth again until graduation day. She was selected as the. ” Since the picnic was at her father’s place, she knew where everything was. “I’ll get you something better.”Kat was gone for no more than a couple minutes, downing the beer as she expertly mixed up a nice stiff drink for the guy. When she found him again, she handed him the fresh glass of amber liquid. He looked into it then swirled it and took a sniff. “This definitely smells like the good stuff,” he said, then took a good sip. “That is good.” With a smile on her face, Kat disappeared to grab. ”The two of them continued to work, with Noah expanding the pit and Tin gathering the clay. Once he was done, he smoothed out the sides of the pit and then began slathering on the clay that Tin had gathered. He used the leftover clay to make some cups and bowls and put them in the fire to bake. He built a second fire, this time putting it in the pit. It was with a softer wood. He didn’t even need to see Tin’s face to sense the curiosity within her. “I’m making a wash basin. No offense, but you. The distinctive house style that earned the nickname 'Magpies', although spoken only with great care, lest it's use offend. I smiled at the thought, I secretly thought it apt, not just for the obvious look, but because of the shared habit, the love of pretty things, the urge to collect them. My plaything was indeed a pretty thing. Pretty and soon to learn her fate, but first she must suffer, and I knew even now that suffering had started again...I'm going to die. I'm sure of that. The bitch is.