A/N: I don't really have anything important to say. I've been kinda irritable lately so I'll spare you a pointless rant.
Disclaimer: Get it through your head: I am fourteen. I can't legally own anything. So don't sue me. Because I don't want to give you half my toys.
Inner Turmoil (in case you forgot what you're reading)
He kissed me!!!
It. Was. Awesome.
Except...
Jordan. Was there. When he kissed me. And she SAW. She was still in shock when I bolted.
I couldn't help but bolt. My mentor just kissed me. On the lips, if you were wondering.
He was telling me about a patient, and then when we parted (I was going to the patient's room, he was going- somewhere else) he said casually, "I love you."
I wasn't even daydreaming. And then, seeing my response (mostly stuttering with a lot of confusion), he pulled me torwards him and KISSED ME. I guess he wanted to clarify exactly what he meant.
Now I'm hiding in the janitors closet. If Jordan didn't go into a coma from the shock she'll be looking for me. Crap! The door's opening! I'm going to die!!!
Oh, it's just the janitor... Wait a minute. Since when is that creep just anything?
Oh, it's just a mass murderer. Yeah, that would be a better description. I wonder how his squirrel taxidermy collection is going? Those little guys were cute, but still scary as hell... Kinda like the kids in pediatrics that bite...
But at least it isn't Jordan. I wonder how long it will take her recover from her shock to hunt me down? I don't think I'll be able to get out of the hospital any time soon...
"What are you doing in here?"
Quick! Think up a good reason!
"Uh... Here's my contact lens! I'll -uh- leave now."
Ha ha ha! He fell for it! Oh- wait, he's probably just planning to catch me unaware... Great, now I'm stuck avoiding two people. Actually, I'd rather not see anyone I know any time soon.
I have got to get out of here!