Jellie learns Jealousy

I was so very excited that morning--The morning of Friday, July 13. That was the day of the dance. In fact, I was so excited that I went to go visit my "date". I was about to walk up to him, but there was some camp counselor there, so I decided to wait it out. When she glomped him, I was fine. Friends like to glomp each other when something good or exciting was happening. I overheard that she was a "teenager again," and still wasn't worried. Now they could have more understandable conversations with each other. Then she started snuggling him, which made me a bit uneasy. And I almost laughed when she said she was turned into a guy for a while. But then...she called him handsome and nuzzled him and said he smelled good. I suddenly felt this really bad feeling inside of me, a pinch in my chest. I felt like I couldn't breathe, and I began tearing up like a big baby.  The feeling I had just gotten, I hated it, but not as much as I hated seeing that lady try and flirt with my "date" to the dance. Slowly, I had walked away not wanting to see anymore of this flirting. Even though Smutty always told me heavy flirting healed a broken heart, I don't think that lady's heart was broken.