Awkward Silence

I flung open the door and sat on my bed, rocking backwards and forwards, muttering incoherent things that didn't make sense anyway.

Why? Just why? Why me? It would have been better if he'd gone and kissed Ana, and saved me for, I dunno, something actual. Like I said in the corridor, you're supposed to kiss someone you actually like, and I don't reckon it's even possible that we like each other. We spend too much time arguing... Well, me arguing at him.

Whatever.

I rushed into the room I shared with Clem, and saw her, in a total state of shock, on her bed. I jumped in front of her and started hugging her, even if she was frozen on place.
"Oh, Clem, I am so sorry. I know what it means to you. I really wish he'd had gone for me instead of you, I'd have bitten his tongue out. Oh, dear, I'm gonna rip his head off." And I just stood there, hugging her, midkneeing, and started rubbing her back and humming an incoherent song.