"JAMES POTTER!" Kayleigh called, marching right up to him. A group of younger years that had been passing through scurried quickly past her, in hopes of avoiding whatever confrontation was about to occur. When it came to her friends, Kay didn't mind making a scene or two. Especially not with James who would probably enjoy to extra attention.
"You don't write, you don't call...what's a girl to think?" She crossed her arms over her chest and raised an eyebrow. "I'm starting to think you're bored of me."