Ace, Out

Was that it? Surely there was something more to this whole "kissing" business. I mean, it really wasn't all that great. I couldn't see what everyone was on about. Hannah and Natalie and Faith must have done it differently, the way they went on and on about how good it felt. How you were utterly lifted off earth itself for a few sweet moments, how your body flushed with melting warmth and your voice box stuttered to a halt for the rest of the hour, unable to process the pure joy you had just experienced.
Am I crazy? I thought to myself anxiously as I pulled back from his touch, shaking my head faintly. I felt sick. Wrong. Downright gross. Poor Jack, he blushed furiously, stepping away and asking me if it was something he'd done, making sure to keep his sight on anything but me.
Am I crazy? I thought as I assured him it wasn't his fault and awkwardly dismissed myself back to Mrs. Haller's room.
"Am I crazy?" I whispered to myself upon arriving home as I set my book bag dejectedly on my bed.