Katie Mosing / Comments

You're welcome!! I'm in a Dylan O'Brien mood today. I'm seeing The Maze Runner later with my dad. I'm so excited!! Did you see it?

Thanks for the comment on The Strawman :)

thank you for the comment on Sharing the Same Blood With Potions #ThatTitleDoe
omg, there was waaaay more YELLING, I had to edit a few of them to lessen the list of mistakes for the guidelines and stuff.
I think I can bring my inner 16 year old back.

I sent it again, just letting you know.

thank you for the picture comment! :)

that's fine I'll read it happily
yo does this mean during mibba spirit week everyone's going to have variations of katie mosing as their username
holy shit I wonder how many there'll be HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
drowning in a sea of katie's this'll be fun

When I write the full novel I'll send one to you

Idk if I can take myself seriously anymore

That's chapter 14

oh god i laughed way too hard at that

how are you
how's life
how's teaching
how's the boyfriend
is there any way i can be more nosy i don't think so

"B-but Miss..."

"Shh, call me Katie."

Katie whispered softly into Razorblade aka December's ear, holding the trembling boy close to her. So he wanted an A? She was going to give him an A. Or rather, the A. You see, Katie only does it in the butt because that's not considered cheating.

All of a sudden, in the steamiest scene of the fic, the door swings open even though Katie had locked it like 20 minutes ago. And there stands Razorblade's slutty cheerleader girlfriend, accompanied by Katie's boyfriend. They both gasped at the sight before them, unsure of how to handle the situation. I'm not going to go into detail about why they were together, because that doesn't matter anyways. They just were, okay.

"Like, OMG, December how could you do this to me? She's like, such a dumb hoe," his girlfriend screamed.

"My name is Razorblade, and you don't get me like Katie does," said Razorblade, flipping his ebony bangs out of his eyes.

"But Katie, it's our 20th anniversary," said Katie's boyfriend.

He suddenly is found holding a bouquet of roses, and everyone was unsure of where they came from but don't question it. He threw them on the ground, looking back to Katie with teary eyes.

"So this is it then. Fine," he said, storming away like a diva.

Read a little further and it'll make other things tingle

I thought there was deep meaning behind the choice of clothing within the story.

You can teach it in your English classes too~

Beep, beep, beep...

Katie woke up in the morning to the sound of an alarm clock, her beautiful flowing hair falling in perfect waves down her shoulders. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, because she definitely wasn't groggy as 6:30 AM. It was the first day of school! She rolled out of bed and put on the outfit that she had left ready the night before, looking at herself in front of the mirror. She was wearing knee high leather boots with a plaid skirt and frilly white blouse with a low neckline, with dark eye makeup around her glittering eyes and red lipstick on her perfect lips. First day of school, and she felt ready to help the children learn some knowledge.

She got in her red convertible and drove to the school because she was ready in 15 minutes and is able to go through the day without eating breakfast and stuff. Pretty much as soon as she got there and got settled behind the desk, her boyfriend called her.

"Hey baby, have a great first day and help some kids learn some knowledge," he said. "And remember to be eternally faithful to me because I have to remind you of this often and I feel that the boys at the high school are a threat."

"Of course, now I have to go because school is starting," Katie smirked, biting her bottom lip. It made no sense in the conversation, but that's what she did and I just tell it like it is.

The bell rang right away because the day just goes by so fast and there is no inbetween, and kids began pouring into the classroom. Katie looked over the students, eyes landing on a girl who sat in the back of the class. The girl was a cheerleader, and her clothes were so revealing that it made Katie's outfit look modest. The girl was also a bitch, because she looked at Katie and smirked, which makes her a bitch. She sat next to a guy who was obviously her boyfriend, because all high school couples have every single class together.

Her boyfriend was the best looking guy in the school. He flipped his dark hair out of his eyes and gave Katie a smoldering look with those ocean blue eyes, adjusting the strap that held the guitar on his back and holding a football because he's also on the football team. He made Katie feel weak at the knees, even though he was sixteen. Katie looked down at her class roster, immediately knowing who this boy was. His name was December Michelangelo Monroe III, but he liked to be called Razorblade. And Katie was in love.

To be continued...

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Are you cringing yet?

I'm going to write a student/teacher fanfic about you.

I think that's what all teachers need.

I'm going to buy you a whistle engraved with "fuck yo opinion".

Omg you poor baby why didn't they give you a whistle???

I bet they have your name written in hearts all over their notebooks.
Just tell them to run five miles and just hang out while they're running lmao