CHAPTER FIFTEENInformant
The memories of Rett are fresh, intruding on my psyche like a robber hijacking my train of thought.
They mainly consist of the feeling of Amanda’s lips pressed against those of Rett’s. How it felt to hold her in his arms. The way her tongue slipped into his mouth-
Whoa!! TMI!! I desperately try to think of something else. The new lunch opportunity! I seize on that like a drowning man grabs a lifeline.
I try to think of who else will be there. Trevor and Celeste, of course. Is that it, or are there other targets for bullies in our school?
Thinking about that leads me to Celeste. I’ll get to spend more time with her. Wouldn’t it be fun if we really forged a connection? Maybe we could find a more private room to eat lunch in. I wonder if she’s as good a kisser as
