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"YOU KISSED HER?" GALLY EXCLAIMED, HIS EYES WIDENING AT HIS BEST FRIEND. Jem had just finished explaining everything that had happened in the Med-jack Hut with Ben. They had awkwardly parted ways, and she went to go speak to Winston while he ranted to Gally.
"Almost kissed her," he reminded him, stopping his pacing for a second to correct him. If he had actually kissed her, that made it real, but they had just gotten caught up in the moment. An almost kiss did not mean anything."The 'almost' is essential to this situation."
Gally breathed out, "Holy shuck. This is crazy."
"Bad. Crazy bad," Jem added, making sure that his best friend was not finding pleasure in all of this. He needed to know that this was a very bad thing because this made everything extremely awkward.
The Builder furrowed his eyebrows because he knew for a fact that Jem had at least some sort of feelings for Iris, whether he knew it or not. This was a step in the right direction since the girl did not scream and run away and actually leaned in. "Why? Don't you like her?"
"She's Iris—" the Slicer started, but Gally was quick to cut him off, knowing exactly what he was going to say because it was the same thing he said whenever anyone asked him about Iris.
"Annoying and happy and weirdly optimistic," the kid continued for him with an eye roll, but that was not what he wanted to know. He wanted to know if Jem would admit to himself that he liked her. "I've heard this speech from you dozens of times, but that's not what I asked you."
Jem shrugged because how the hell was he supposed to figure that out. He could never remember talking to a girl he liked, so he was not sure how it felt. "I don't shucking know."
"Look at her right now," Gally ordered, gesturing over to where she was standing with Winston. Jem turned his body so that he could see better. He examined the scene and awaited further instructions. "Now, tell me how you feel."
"I feel like I want to kill Winston," he answered.
Gally nodded slowly because that was not quite the response that he was wanting or even expecting. He wanted something about Iris, not Winston, but jealousy was definitely not something to note. "Um, okay. Why?"
