My hands itched to touch her skin just like he had. To come up behind her, put my hand on her back, and whisper in her ear. For her to lean into me and laugh the way she did with the rest of the popular crowd. Wait, am I— I turned away from the group, embarrassment hitting me like a slap to the face. What was I on? Getting jealous because of some stupid jock? Of my brother? It was a fucking joke.
