Stephanie

“Now, don’t be rude! Take a turn outside with me, won’t you?” The boy leered at me. I hadn’t spent much time with people my own age, but I’d read enough school stories to know gentlemen weren’t supposed to take young ladies out alone into the dark heat of a summer night. But then, I wasn’t really a lady, was I? “No, thank you,” I said. He blinked with the stunned expression of a man who knew the word no existed but had never actually met it in the flesh.”
― Alix E. Harrow, The Ten Thousand Doors of January