Julie's head jerked up at the shout. Something pulled in her neck. She grabbed the smarting apenndage and pressed her fingers to it, cursing under her breath she remarked, Ow. Ugh. Whiplash. She stood up and grabed her book. She massaged her neck as she made her way to the table. She stopped right at the corner and made no move to sit down. Looking at the boy with her piercing green eyes she retorted, Next time you wish to get a girls attention try not to scream across a room and give her whiplash. But she softened the stinging comment with a small smile. But only a little one.