I kissed him. He kissed me back. It was nothing like Jake. It was like...a fairy tale. Those mushy-gushy fairy tales that children don't really get, but like anyways. I pulled away. I gave him a nervous glance and ran out of the library.
'Wait, Emily!" Hunter called out to me. I quickly grabbed my bike and rode home.
When I got home, I parked my bike in the garage and ran to my room. Once I got up, I immediately flopped down onto my bed and let out a muffled scream.
My mom came up and sat down on the edge of the bed. She started to rub my back in small circular motions.
"What's wrong, sweetie?"
I turned over on my back. "Jake was...cheating on me. And then, when I found out, I rode my bike to the library and cried in the corner of the Teens section. Then, Hunter saw me, helped me up, hugged me, and then I-"
"You what, sweetie?"
"I-I- I kissed him. Then, I ran out and rode my back back here."
"Oh, sweetie." She said, rubbing my forehead in sympathy. "Love is--love is just a mess, you know? It's gonna have it's ups and downs."
"Well, mom. For me, love is mostly downs than ups. And they've been some pretty painful and confusing downs."
{Author's Note: Was this short? I don't know. You tell me. I think it was short, but hope you enjoyed it and HAPPY 4TH OF JULY TOMORROW!}
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Fly (A Romance Story)
RomanceEmily Taras is an average teenage girl who gets bullied every day by Cara Jones. She thinks her life is miserable, but later on, she realizes, that a baby bird has the potential to fly, it just needs to embrace it. She just needed to fly.
