Chapter 91 Different is good

• Ben pecked me. In the play, Romeo kisses Juliet on her lips. No one questioned that because we were a couple so we didn’t think it would be a big deal. The standing ovation, the cheers, I remember it all too clearly.
• They liked it. But I didn’t. I wanted a real kiss. I also want to stop thinking about him. Argh. I collapse to the bed and give the ceiling my middle finger. Why are things falling apart for me? 
• By this time next week, I’ll be in school. Today is the last day of my suspension. Tomorrow is our last match. I am nervous. It shows in the way my arms shake when I reach for my laptop on the nightstand.