Chapter Twenty Four

                                  ~Fola~

I did not go down for dinner.

And that was the first time since forever.

I knew I should go because mom was going to be worried but I just couldn't bring myself to. I kept thinking of Moji, of her expression when she saw us, of her sniffles and her curled up figure in the school clinic.

And I couldn't get over the fact that I did that to her. 

I felt so bad. 

And still, a part of me was reliving the sensation of been kissed, the sweet sensation and the butterflies at the pit