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//Happy Birthday\\
(Chase)
How do teenagers like me, particularly virgins who doesn't have any experience in any intimate things, react when they had their first kiss? Would they react like what most teenage girls from movies or novels do? You know, writing every detail in their diaries, dreaming of what could happen in the future, or calling their best friends to tell the romantic gesture they had done. Again, how do teenagers like me react when they had their first kiss?
If only there is a book that can tell me how I should react, then I wouldn't be doing what I'm doing right now. If only there is a guidebook then I wouldn't be this lunatic who giggles from time to time, jumping on the bed like a freaking eight your old kid, playing a pillow fight with my own self. Yes, you are right. I'm playing pillow fight with myself. Can you imagine how crazy that is? I'm silently thanking Atlanta for not coming here early because I'm afraid she'll think she shouldn't be friends with me. That's just because I don't know how I should react. I am not even sure if what I'm doing is right or wrong but I couldn't care less.
When my lungs didn't have enough oxygen to inhale I realized I'm tired. That's when I finally lay on top of my messy bed with my bed sheets all crumpled and some of my pillows on the floor. I'm catching my breath but the smile is still on my face. I touched my lip for the nth time and a giggle escaped from my mouth as I remember his soft, warm and mint scented lips. I closed my eyes and I remember the look on Chance's face when he was leaning towards my face.
He knew I was inexperienced but he didn't complain. Instead of pushing my face away, he held my face closer and he deepened the kiss. I didn't know what I should do that time. I didn't know where I should put my hands, move my head, or how I should move my lips. Aside from the fact that I am a freaking virgin, my heart was thumping so fast and loud and it made me nervous. I was nervous because I wasn't sure if I was doing the right thing. I was nervous that he'll hear my heart and that would want him to end the kiss. But it didn't and he didn't break the kiss.
Well, he actually did but that's because we run out of breath. The reason is acceptable, isn't it?
"Are you alright?" Atlanta's voice made me want to fix my bed and myself in surprise. I bit my lower lip before I nodded at her.
"Ookay." Damn. She probably thinks I'm weird. She told me I need to sleep now because there is a big activity coming up tomorrow. I'm starting to think Atlanta is one of the organizers of this trip. She's too updated than I am.
***
Atlanta was right. I was awakened by the loud bells through the speakers and by loud I mean deafening. They gave us only twenty minutes to prepare and to eat our breakfast. Can you imagine that? We were like soldiers commanded by our superiors. If the activity wasn't fascinating then I wouldn't be so eager to finish preparing. I had to help Vick eat his breakfast because he was so slow. I bet he was slower than the turtle I watched to walk last summer.
