Kristen and Katherine
Taking the other girl's hand, Katherine began to make her way into the ballroom. Not only was she a bit nervous about the fact that she was going on a date with someone new. Someone not Mal, but she was also nervous about a number of other things. One, she was on her first date with a girl, and it actually felt kind of nice. Two, she was in essence coming out of the closet to the entire academy. Three, she didn't want anything to screw up, but with her luck she was slightly afraid that she would wind up in a coma before the night was up. She willed herself not to worry about all of that though. She kept reminding herself that those fears really became pointless. The point of life was to live it, and if she gave into her fears she would not be doing that.
"You look gorgeous by the way," she told Kristen offering a shy smile her way, "Granted you're always pretty, so guess that's no real change. I had to go through a ton of clothes before I landed on this one." She was about to do it wasn't she? She was going to ramble. "Honestly I think my closet is more full of cosplay dresses that Emmy gave me than anything else." Yep. There it was. Rambling. "Maybe I coulda come in the Jasmine-Jafar cosplay, but I don't really think I have the chest to pull that off." Her eyes widened at the comment she just made as she realized how horrible that was to say. Her face reddened and she moved her free hand to cover it.