She shrugged again and popped her shoes off, tucking her legs up underneath her on the sofa. "Whatever. Just don't make it obvious. Alfie isn't stupid so he'll see right through it. The last thing I need is for him to think I sent you to talk to him about it. God this is so stupid." Why was high school so...different than middle school? She didn't care about boys last year and she definitely didn't care about kissing. She hated growing up. And puberty. And whatever else her mother told her about. Speaking of which...
"My mom gave me a sex talk. So I think I can help you figure out what you're feeling. Especially if it's a girl thing. She told me all about what happens when boys get excited. Is that what it is? You're excited? It makes your penis go all hard or something, right? That's what my mom said, anyways. She said it probably happened to Alfie that time I--" No. She stopped herself. She couldn't tell him about her power. That was something just between her and Alfie.