Jude kissed me.
It was just a peck on the lips but I expected something to happen like it would with Ryan. But nothing did. It kind of made me sad that even though we had a great time eating at Olive Garden and even walking around the park talking, my mind kept wandering to Ryan. Wondering if he wasn't just using me, that maybe I was overreacting because I felt vulnerable with him after losing myself in ecstasy.
Even when entering the school Monday morning, all I could think about was if I should apologize to Ryan. It wouldn't hurt—besides the pain of admitting I was wrong for my actions. Could I apologize at school? We hardly mingled in fear that someone would suspect us of having a relationship. Maybe a few seconds of mingling wouldn't hurt, just long enough to tell him sorry and expla
