Last night felt like a dream. Was my kiss really that bad with Jason? I thought it was...Perfect. It meant everything to me.
"Maybeline! Jason is here! He wants to go swimming." My Uncle yelled. I groaned. I got out of bed put my pink swimsuit that had black hearts covering it underneath my white tanktop, and my black swim bottoms under my red shorts. I ran down stairs and walked outside to find Jason sitting on the porch steps. "Umm, hi" I said. Waving towards Jason. Not really looking him in the eyes. "Hey. Are you okay?" He asked me. I rolled my eyes, obviously I'm not alright. "Oh yeah, totally. Why wouldn't I?" I retorted. "Look I'm sorry about last night. I just....I don't even know." I rolled my eyes and walked a head of him. "Maybe stop..If you just let me explain dammit!" He grabbed my wrist. "Ow! Let go of me!" I snapped. "My mom knows I love you!" He looked down and turned around. What. Did he seriously just say that..."Yo--you what?" I asked grabbing his hand. "The first time I saw you, I just kinda fell in love with you...You're the prettiest girl in the world. I love you maybe." I looked down. "I don't know what to say..." I said. He leaned closer to me. "You don't have to say anything" He cupped my face in his hands and kissed me. Long and passionately. His lips were soft and sweet. Jason. I love Jason. His absolutely perfect.
