Your First Kiss:

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Thomas: I've always been nervous around boys, until I met Thomas. He's so laid back and chill and I can tell him anything. Even the worst.

I walk to school wearing my favourite outfit, a lime green t shirt with my comfy, blue jeans. As always, couples make out in the school steps. I've been apart of one of those couples before.

I head to Maths and sit down near the back, taking out my textbook and notepad.

"Can I go the bathroom?" I say raising my hand. My math teacher, Mr. Wicked rolls his eyes and points to the door. "Thanks."

I head out the wooden, classroom door to the girls washroom at the back of the school.

After finishing my business, I hear laughter entering the washroom. Sounds like my friend Theresa.

I pull my legs up to my chest and listen. She leads another person into the stall beside her and I hear sounds of kissing. After thinking about the consequences, I peak through the side of the stall to see who she was enjoying herself with. My boyfriend!

I open the box in the stall where girls put their used toiletries and grab the bag that holds then. Quickly, I stand up and pour them on top of Theresa and my ex. I jump off of the toilet, unlock my stall and run back to class.

When I go home later that day, I decide to call Thomas to tell him the news.

"Hey Tom,"

"Hey Y/N!"

"Can you come over for a bit? I need to vent to you."

"Sure, be there in ten."

I hang up the phone and hide under my covers.

"And then you what?" Thomas says, looking shocked. "I poured the bloody pads and tampons all over them." I laugh, a few tears steaming down my cheek.

"Oh my god Y/N," Thomas takes a laughing break. "I'm so sorry." He finishes. "Thanks Tom, I'll be fine. I have you right?" "Always." Thomas strokes my back, pulling me into a hug.

He keeps me in his arms, and kisses me on the cheek. I break from the hug, "You missed," I cup his face and kiss him passionately. Butterflies fill my stomach as the kiss deepens. Thomas finally breaks the kiss.

We both laugh together and watched Netflix for the rest of the night.

Minho: We were at Theresa's house, she was having a party. Well, a small party with our group of friends and some others from another school.

We were playing a terribly well-known game...spin the bottle.

I hadn't gotten any kisses yet, everyone wasn't shy. "My turn!" A girl I don't know personally says. Her name is Tris and she's from another high school.

She takes two of her fingers and twirls the bottle around. It spins about eight times before it lands on Thomas. "Oooh!" Everyone chants in sync.

Tris crawls over to Thomas and begins to eat his face. She runs her hands through his hair as she sticks her tongue down his mouth. Wow. Tris is really going for it. Before we all know it, Tris pulls back and wipes her mouth. "Not bad," she giggles.

Next person to spin is a guy named Quentin, but everyone calls him Q. He spins the bottle in the opposite direction Tris spun the bottle.

It lands on Theresa. Theresa doesn't hesitate at all, she grabs Q by the collar of his shirt and sends her tongue down his throat.

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