June 25th: you talk too much
I'm so nervous. Oh my goodness. Why did I say that I would do this? Oh my goodness.
I don't know what's worse: losing and being sprayed with water, or actually kissing you.
Not that I don't want to! I do. I'm just... what if I'm a terrible kisser? You'd be my first kiss so it's not like I have experience like you do. Ugh. I'm so nervous that I'm avoiding you.
After awhile, Claire and I ran into you. She sent me a look while I nodded, which meant she was okay to leave us alone. It was time to win this thing.
We walked into the closest room, and I immediately freaked out. You started talking and wouldn't stop [which is okay, but I kinda needed your mouth closed], so I just walked two steps and put my lips on yours, which I'm pretty sure surprised you. You barely had time to kiss back before I pulled away.
All I could think about after that was how I was okay with maybe doing that again.
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author's note:
I know: this chapter is obviously not my best work, but please remember it is not edited and it's the first thing I've written since December [terrible, I know]. It's also quite long, but I still hope you enjoy it.
