I rubbed my hands together nervously. After a long conversation with my brother last night, I came up with a plan. It has to do with my mystery kiss, which has been driving me completely and utterly insane these past few days. I haven’t been getting the right amount of sleep at night and I’ve been like a zombie. But this will all come to an end because I have the perfect plan.
If I can’t kiss Jonah, then I’ll have to try and kiss Francis.
I stared at the gymnasium door from afar. I got some firsthand insight from a few jocks that were in front of me in the cafeteria lunch line; they were complaining about how the boy’s locker room bathroom is messed up so they constantly have to use the bathroom down the hallway.
I already switched the signs on the doors; the one for the boy’s bathroo
