Kiss

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The bite. It was my first date with a football player. His name was Jonathen. He was the hottest boy in class, and somehow, he had chosen me. I remember it as if it was yesterday. We were sitting next to each other on a park bench. The moonlight was glowing on his skin, turning it a silvery sheen. We looked into each other's eyes, and leaned in for what I thought was a kiss....

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