First Kiss
Suffocation can result to light headedness, emotional discomfort, and in extreme cases brain damage. None of which I would relate to a passionate kiss. The air was hot with static on a life changing night. With every step I took currents ran through my body. My elated best friend, Marissa, shook the night with her exuberant smile, almost calming my senses. "You know it's not every night a girl gets her first kiss," she said with a now becoming annoying sparkle in her eye. I begrudgingly turned to her and replied, "I don't know if this is even the night. I don't know if this is even the guy. What if I'm not good? What if all the kissing scenes I've studied won't even help? He's going to think I'm terrible!" She just laughed and said, "It's not a game of skill. Just follow his lead and don't worry, so much!" We quickly hugged and pulled our bathing suits on over our athieticly young fourteen-year-old bodies, and joined the party awaiting us upstairs. We reached the top of the stairs and I looked out to see mounds of bodies lounging all over the front yard. Two large hot tubs engulfed the scruff of lawn and the one car drive. Through the mesh of people I finally spotted Chris. His lean tan body stretched over his
"Are you kidding? Of course you don't. Marissa, what if I'm really bad? Is he going to laugh at me?" I asked sheepishly as I sat on the toilet watching Marissa. Marissa suddenly stopped and stared at me through the mirror. Then all of a sudden, she started laughing. "It didn't look like that in the movies!" I said to Marissa who was trying to comfort me, "I followed his lead and he suffocated me with his mouth!" She just smiled, wrapped me in a blanket, and gave me a hug. "Now wait a minute," she replied with a straight face, "I'm only laughing because I have never seen you so upset over something so, well, unimportant in the whole sceme of things. I just think if you relax you'll be fine. Like I said, just follow his lead," and with that a knock came on the door pulling us back to the party. My head was racing. There were so many ways to answer him. Don't sound dumb, don't look dumb, he doesn't need to know it's your first time, or that you have absolutely no idea what you are doing. So, I looked up feeling like I was 10 years old and replied, "Well, yeah, once or twice." Oh great, now I'm in for it! Why did he have to go and get specific on me! Crap! I started walking trying to buy a little time. I looked at him and then back at the street, "No, not really," I said staring straight ahead. "I have to go home in two hours," he yelled to me through the bedroom door while I changed in privacy. The stars were out by then and the party was down to about a handful of people. Looking around I couldn't find Chris anywhere. Then, I felt his arms reach around my body. With a sweep he through me up into his arms and carried me like a bride. It was so romantic until he tossed me into the hot tub. I crawled out, dried off, grabbed his hand, and lead him down stairs. "As do you," I replied, turning his attention back to my fa
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Approximate Word count = 1257
Approximate Pages = 5 (250 words per page double spaced)
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