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think his kissing techniques are good."
    "Ah, I see. Don't want to know because
you're not dating him, right? I mean, it's not like you ever kissed him or will
ever, so yeah...I see your point. Okay, well you really can't help me then.
I'll see you around." Candice said, then turned and left.
    Molly's fingernails dug in to the tender
skin of her palm and her teeth bit hard in to her lower lip, fuming with anger
as she was.
    She stomped over to Marty's classroom,
throwing open the door. "I kissed him first!" She shouted angrily,
then spun on her heel and stomped to her car, leaving Marty and her late class
that was still in session to stare in bizarre shock.
    "Miss Lewison? Uh...what was that all
about?" A girl in the front row asked, still staring at the adjoining
door.
    "Yeah, what's up with Miss
Radcliffe?" A guy asked with a sly grin. "And who did she kiss
first?"
    Marty's cheeks flared red, sure she knew
who Molly had been talking about. "I...I don't know. She's under a bit of
stress lately."
    And with that, Marty excused her class,
then ran out to her car to go get the scoop of what had set off her friend.
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    "So...you kissed him first, huh?"
Marty asked slyly as she slipped in to the car and omitting the fact that Molly
had just embarrassed herself in front of a whole class. Molly glared angrily at
her. "I hate that woman, I really, really do." She said, wiping a
fist across her damp cheek.
    "Are you okay?"
    She nodded. "Yeah. But I'm sick of
this. She gets me all riled up on purpose."
    "Why don't you tell Harrison and have
him make her stop?"
    Molly shook her head. "No. Harrison
wouldn't stop it he'd use me as an inside tool. He loves when his girlfriends
talk to me then he hounds me to tell him what they told me and it's horrid.
The only thing worse than hearing about how good Harrison is at his talents is
having to tell them to the man himself."
    "We, I can imagine. So what was all
this about you kissing him first?"
    Molly flushed crimson. "I didn't mean
to say that. I was just really mad."
    "Understandable. But I want to know
what that meant. You kissed Harrison first? First when?"
    "His first kiss. It was with me. It's
supposed to be secret something only between us. I don't know...it was
stupid. We were fifteen and everyone around us was already in to the dating
phase. I mean, look around at your classmates. Personally, we didn't see the
big deal. But everyone said 'just wait until your first kiss and then you'll
understand'. So one day, Harrison and I tried it out. It uh...it wasn't
anything special. Or well, I guess it just wasn't special between us, because
he stayed away from dating until he came back from the military. Then he dated
every girl in sight and he sure didn't mind kissing them. I don't know. It
never bothered me and I never really think about it. But when someone says
things like Candice...like they think that Harrison could never be attracted to
me enough to ever think of kissing me and it's so obvious to them...it just
sets me off. I don't know why...maybe because I know, deep inside, it's true.
He can date every other woman and be wildly attracted to them...but just not
me." Marty's eyebrows raised considerably, wondering if her friend could
possibly be wishing the opposite was true. It wasn't very Molly like, but who
knew?
     
    Not wanting to push her though, she let the
subject drop, Molly obviously not wanting to go any further in the conversation
as she emotionally blocked everything off and became very sullen.
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    Molly adjusted the shoulder strap of her
army green satchel as she walked down the street. After burning two tries at dinner,
she was heading out to eat dinner at a restaurant.
    She flipped a page in her little planner, a
pen sticking out from between her lips. She wanted her life to change. She
wanted it to mean something, to add up to