Friends... And Expectations.

JOJO'S POV

“I kissed him and he just left.”

“What?” Mal and I huddle closer.

After the incident with the asshole—Yeah, I'm calling him that now— I went home, too ashamed to show my face to anyone.

Mallory called and I gave an “I think I caught the flu.” excuse, she didn't push it though we both knew that was the worst half-assed lie in the history of lies.

Kendrick didn't call though we had three classes together, one of which we were supposed to be partners. Maybe Mal filled her in or Maybe she didn't care.

I don't care.

I've spent the entire day watching X-rated movies on Prime and eating anything I could find.

I think I'm depressed.

Luckily, Mal brought her homework to my room and whaddya know, Kenny was right behind her.

Now, we're lying on my bed, homework set aside, munching on my junk stash while Kenny gushes about some guy she'd met up with over a week ago.

Yeah, the same Kenny who cried like a baby after Jerem– the Asshole's tongue got stuck in her mouth less th