Anna's mind was in turmoil, churning with the various thoughts of whether or not Jean was messing with her. Jean didn't seem like the type...It was weird though, she was pretty sure some of her thoughts weren't hers though. "Um. Jean?"
Anna closed her eyes at the kiss, blowing out a breath later. "Nevermind." She quickly added. What was going on? Anna was sure she wasn't...into chicks. And Jean. Well, Jean liked Scott Summers, hunky professor extrodinaire! "Nevermind." She repeated, gazing at the ceiling.
She would need to find Logan later. He was her one true confidant.