...it happened at a party. Someone turned the lights down, put some party music and then the room divided up into boys on one side, girls on the other. "Let's play school!"
School? But, we're in school...we're in 8th grade.
No...school. It's where you kiss every guy once and he decides whether you get to "advance" to the next class...if you're a good kisser.
How do I know? The only thing I've ever kissed is my giant stuffed sheep named Johnny and he never gave me any blue ribbons. What do I do? Do I run into the kitchen and hang out with the other fraidy cats? Or do I take a deep breath, step up and play the game?
Do it...what do you have to lose?
I line up with the other girls, my heartbeat Nascar-ing under my skin. My palms are sweaty and I wonder how my hair looks. Will any of the guys want to "advance" me?
Then, it happens...the kissing begins. Girls all around me are laughing and giggling as they take their turn. My turn comes and it's The Class Shy Guy. Great. He barely brushes his cold lips against mine. I mean, it totally does not count as a kiss. But I get to advance to the next teacher...who is The Hottied I've Had a Crush On.
I stand there and watch him kiss Laura and Missy and Carole...
And then it's my turn.
I take a deep breath, step forward and then feel The Hottie's hands on my arms. He pulls me to him, slants his head, I slant mine and then it happens.....zzzzzzzzzzzzzztttttttttttt!! Oh yeah...electricity, baby! From the top of my head to the tips of my toes. Stomach in turmoil and heartbeat rushing like an incoming tidal wave. The Hottie's kissing me! Man, or man.
Delicious. Delightful. Yummy.
Do you remember your first kiss? What was it like? Where was it? How did you feel?
Marley = )
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