As he came inside, Simon made a beeline for Sydni's bed. "It occured to me you're my only friend," he began, having himself a seat. "And if I don't talk to someone about this I think I'll gut myself." He picked up a stuffed animal and started fiddling with it, making the legs and arms move up and down.
"Cissy spent the night in my room last night. And nothing happened. Well, not nothing, but THE thing didn't happen. And not much more than kissing. There wasn't even any nudity. Well, for a second she was kind naked, but I didn't see anything, and I didn't have a shirt on. But nothing happened with that." He gave a sidelong glance at Sydni. "Um, you probably don't care about that. Sorry." His face flushed.
"But now I have a problem. Actually, I have two. Now we've been all intimate- Cissy and me, not you and me- and I don't know where to go now. She expects me to take her out again, and I promised to take her on a super nice date, like the best place any girl would want to go. But I have no idea what to do for a date like that!" He threw his hands in the air, tossing the stuffy onto the bed.
"And then there's the second thing... Cissy is great. She's beautiful and fun and sweet and I really like her, but..." His gaze fell to the floor. "I still keep thinking about someone else. I know she hardly knows I'm alive and she's definitely not interested. And why ruin what I have with Cissy for something unlikely? But I can't stop thinking..." Defeated, Simon threw himself backward onto Sydni's bed. "Ugh, what am I gonna do?"