I
was 18 at the time of my first kiss. I had liked this boy and he has
liked me for a very long time. We aweren't going out though. He is 3
years older than me so we kind of kept it on the hush. I know it's
terrible. Well, he told me that he would be the one to give me my first
kiss. I didn't know when he was going to do it, though. Homecoming was
coming up and he asked me if I was going to the Homecoming football
game. I told him I was. I figured that is when he was planning
on doing it. I was so nervous that day that the kiss was all I could
think about. When I got to the game, I couldn't find him, but he found
me. He motioned for me to follow him. I followed him to the courtyard at
our school. It was dark except for the lights at the football field. We
sat on a bench and had an awkward silence for a long time. Then, we
looked at each other and stared into each other's eyes for a while.
Then, we leaned in to kiss. When our lips touched, a shock went through
my whole body and I couldn't move. I haven't kissed anyone else, but I
know that he's the only one I ever want to kiss. It was the best feeling
I had ever had and I can truly say that I am in love with this boy! It
was a night I will NEVER forget.
