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He kissed my cheek when he said goodbye to me. I had never had my first kiss. Not even on the cheek. He was late for class, as usual. I was blushing so much. I loved the feeling of his lips on my cheek. It was pretty neat. I sat in the back as usual, and I just thought of him as the teacher 'taught' us something boring and we already knew.

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