Ivy
IvyEver since we kissed, it felt like Frances and I were playing a game of chicken in the hope that the other would make a move. I told her I wanted to kiss again but she hadn’t given me the impression that she wanted a repeat. Did that mean she didn’t like the kiss? Had I misjudged the situation and was the kiss part of the pretend-relationship, even though nobody was there to see it? Was it just a game, conquer the straight girl, and now she had her kiss, that was it?
Gah, why was romance so hard? I’d ask Jenna for advice but I was a little worried about her reaction. Wouldn’t she think it was weird I suddenly joined her team? What if she thought I was faking, or experimenting, or what not? But I needed someone to talk to and didn’t know who else to ask.
I glanced across the room
