It wasn't that there wasn't anyone she liked. Oh no, she liked someone.
Nobody liked her.
Well...besides her friends...
But they didn't count in this equation.
She missed being kissed. She missed the feeling of being loved and smothered with hugs.
She wasn't going to have that anymore apparently.
There was a bag of chocolate in her hands...
One.
Last.
Bag.
So what was she going to do with it?
Give it to him?
Make a fool out of herself because she knows he's taken?
Pretend to just be giving him a bag as a token of friendship?
She was too afraid. Dammit, she muttered under her breath. She walked down the hallway, leaving the bag on the ground for him to find.
If he wanted it of course.
