A/N: Thanks to everyone for your comments! I'm so happy that people actually read my stuff. Warm fuzzies from me to everyone.
A/N2: Wow that sounded gay.
Disclaimer: I own Scrubs. I admit it. It is all mine, and every episode comes straight out of my fourteen year old imagination. And I give everyone permission to write fanfics, for I AM GOD!
A/N3: Wow that sounded gay too...
A/N4: Just so you know, I have absolutely nothing against gay people.
A/N5: Okay, sorry for all the author's notes. Thought I should apologise though, because this chapter was hard for me to write and even now I still have serious doubts about posting. If you have any advice on how to make it... I dunno, better, please please please tell me. Or even an alternative choice for the rant. Some serious writer's block is causing me to write random stuff that I don't actually like, but am forced to write because I have nothing better. So please forgive me, and any advice would be appreciated. I'll shut up now.
Inner Turmoil
What just happened?
I kissed him. That's what happened.
WHY THE HELL DID I KISS HIM!?!
I could have just said "I love you" and then left. I could have let him think he was hallucinating, or in his little dreamworld. I could have not said anything at all.
But I had to kiss him. I absolutely had to scare the living daylights out of the kid. Why?
Because I'm twisted.
Or because I'm in love with him...
He bolted right after, I probably should have seen that coming. Probably went off to hide in the janitor's closet.
God I hope he didn't see Jordan's response. I hadn't noticed her standing there until after he disappeared. She was shocked for a few minutes, and now she's still not talking. If it had been her who had kissed him- well, actually, she's already had sex with him. So I was just getting even with her. That's all.
Yeah right.