Or bother to , for that matter . Or so I tried to tell myself as I grew more and more uncomfortable with the cooing and clamoring . Did these girls attach themselves to any masculine image , or did they really think I was a boy all this time?I tried not to think about the sour taste in my mouth at that thought .-- In this instance , my tomboyish attitude saved me . He kissed me ! Idiot germs ! In my mouth!But that was about the only time it did .

Question: Why is the narrator confused by the girl 's action ?
Answer: They think she has germs .They think she is a man .They think she is an idiot .None of the above choices .