183 The Moon Mourned

When the thought of wanting to be his first kiss popped up in her mind, Lina's entire body froze.

This made her recall the question that Stacy had asked her the previous night.

'Do you already like him?' 

Those words repeatedly echoed in her ears.

Lina turned around to lie on her back and blankly stared at the white ceiling.

"Do I like him?" She muttered to herself.

'I like him as a friend… but I like him more than a friend at the same time!' She groaned in frustration at her own conflicting emotions.

She was sure that she liked him but what was the percentage of 'like' she had for him?

Now that was the real question.

"I like Noah as a friend too but I've never had the fantasy to kiss him senseless!" She widened her eyes when she thought of her predicament in this way.

"Neither do I want to kiss Benji or Leon or Derek or Ren!" She declared and sat up straight.