She didn't move away, or resist in any way. She just stood motionless. Our lips met, and we kissed for about fifteen seconds. Neither of us had experi...nce kissing. I can't imagine a better kisser in my wildest dreams. I released my grip on her head, and turned around quickly, stumbling. I grabbed my tooth brush, said "hurry up", and went downstairs to brush my teeth. We always walked to school together, just the two of us. Our siblings (Rick and Amanda) drove together in Amanda's car. I was so. I don't like being used as a one nightstand, especially for someone like Jamie... And I'm not going to juststand by whilst you waltz off into the sunset together." So you're just going to isolate yourself from all your friends?" I ask."Some fucking friend you turned out to be," Keith spits."Well let's think about this for a second," I growl. "Suppose the shoewas on the other foot, and Jamie HAD chosen to be with you? And if I'dholed myself up in my bedroom, refusing to see anyone?" I'd have. Sniping and arguments had taken place at first, not between Jenny and Fiona, but between himself and them, and in retrospect, he’d been embarrassed to admit that he was at fault for most of it. His unwillingness to simply let the matter of Greg’s apparent decency as a human being drop, coupled with Jenny’s resentment of the situation with her father had created a toxic atmosphere. Over time, though, Fiona had finally gotten fed up and told him point-blank that had Greg not intervened, something. Naomi let out a defeated sigh."I wish there was some good fucking food in this fridge." She muttered to herself, one of the jewels of the gem began to glow and shattered with Naomi watching with confusion and horror. She brought the ring up close to see it cracked and dull, no longer glowing like before."Damn it! Just great!" She shouted, kicking the fridge door with a cacophony of plates and jars plinking off each other. Naomi paused and slowly opened the fridge door once again to find a slew.