So homeroom during the National Anthem. There is a ridge under the whiteboard behind me to hold up markers and it was digging into my back as MM and I did our regular rebelling-against-the-anthem-and-slouching thing. MM slid over so I could stand beside her against the wall. "Look I've got an armrest!" I said putting one arm against the whiteboard ridge thing. "No fair!" she smiled. "Well here..." I put my left arm up so she could use it as her own armrest. My left, her right. Her pnky was touching my thumb. I just stared at our hands. Shivery.

Then on the way to class I was talking about my toddler-related injury and how it hurt my lip to talk. "Maybe if I shut up it won't hurt anymore." She smiled and said, "And if I don't want you to shut up?" I grinned. "Then I won't." And I winced in pain.

Then she asked about my second period class and when I told her it was gym, she said "So it's downstairs, no wonder I never see you..." So she looks for me? Or she just observed we've never seen each other between those classes?

And then we stopped in front of my science class. Hug time, if we want to. I did. She did. We didn't move. There was a weird feeling between us. I was reminded of dozens of times when The Ex and I were about to kiss. We were about a foot away from each other, looking into each other's eyes. I was getting nervous, but not noticeably. MM adjusted the way she was holding her binder and said, "I'm ready," and held out an arm, inviting The Hug. I love our hugs. "You don't want to let go, do you?" It wasn't really a question, she knew. "No I don't." But I did anyway. "See you at lunch."

Nothing too eventful happened at lunch and I want to save space for The Happenings afterschool. Well, quickly I'll say: K was all over D again, but MM wasn't too bothered. I was keeping her laughing. We made pictures out of pistachio nut shells. "What are you two doing?" "Playing with your old nuts."

Then in LA I was absent-mindedly pinging myself with two rubber bands I wear on my wrist. She put her hand gently on my arm to stop me. "Don't do that." Twenty minutes later I was back at it. She did the same, but instead of saying "Don't do that" she said "It hurts me too" and took the rubber bands away from me. "I've confiscated them till the end of class" she said and put them on her wrist. "Don't do it to yourself either" I smiled but I was serious. She knew it. At the end of class, she slid the elastics onto her fingers so I could get them myself. Sneaky sneaky I had to touch her hand. Shivery again.

Afterschool. OMG. First off S couldn't keep her hands off me. Then there was this nasty rotten egg smell, the kind you expect to be a fart but this was too massive to be a fart. MM was laughing so hard she couldn't stand and I got to hold her hand in an attempt to pull her up and rescue her from The Stench. Lmao.

Then she left and another great hug. "You have to let go." She said near my ear. "You're the one holding me" I laughed.

AND THEN THERE WAS THIS.

I was telling S how my lip is sore. She said she'd kiss it better, but then she'd be Kissing me (she said it so that I imagined a capital, lol). I said "Of course, cuase no one wants to do that." And she said "Aww..." And she turned her face so that she would kiss the air beside my head and I would do the same. But I had other plans. I gave her a kiss on the cheek. Right in front of everyone.

No one really cared but this was huge to me.

I think S and I are flirting with each other. What would you say? Her hand was on my butt nearly all the time we were together. She hugs me all the time. We act like more than friends and joke about being that.