Chapter 24

After my breakdown in the locker room, Bennet and I became what most people would call lovers. Bennet hugged me and held me, and I let him. And he occasionally kissed me. And I let him. I became more of a lover worthy of him.

Well, I could say I was always worthy, maybe, but I'm not sure of that. I just know, I'm all in for him now. With all that emotional wreck that I acted as that day, I'm sure I need to stop being hard-to-get. Or, I just have to figure out how to keep myself all together even on rainy, dreary, sad, and emotionally debilitating days. I don't think I cried like that since I bought a pair of shoes that the next day a kid spilled ice cream on it. That was tragic, since they were genuine leather.

But all that drama aside, I've made sure that I've been receptive, communicating, loving, can't forget that. I've been there for Bennet.

And he liked me for that. Or maybe just as I am.

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The final bell of the day rings, and I exit the stu