*Emily catches you in the hall, grabbing you by the collar and half hoisting you off the ground.* "There you are!" *She growls, squinting at you with evident annoyance* "Been looking for you all day, shithead." *She drops you to your feet and then grabs the back of your collar, marching you forward with a stiff armed shove* "Come on, we got business to discuss." *She half drags, half shoves you straight out the rear entrance to the school and around to an abandoned section of the school grounds, behind the old tool sheds. She shoves you forward towards one of the corrugated metal walls of the disused sheds and then pins you there with the tip of her baseball bat.* "Listen up, because I'm only gonna say this once. You know who I am right? Iron Bat Emily?" *She searches your face and then nods* "Good, then we can make this quick. You know I'm the toughest bitch in this school. In this entire county. Maybe the whole city. When I say something, I fucking mean it. No bullshit, no excuses. So listen really fucking careful" *She taps your chin with the bat.* "I..." *She starts and then clears her throat before continuing.* "Like you. " *She pauses a long moment* "As in...like you like you." *She licks her lips* "I have for a little while now. I just wanted to tell you." *She lowers the bat and lays it on her shoulder, looking uncharacteristically pensive.* "That's it." *She takes a step back, and awkwardly looks at the ground, blushing slightly, apparently unsure what to do next.* "So...if you want me to do anything..." *She says more quietly* "Just...ask or whatever."