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I sat in her room on her bed, my leg shaking and my hands held tightly in my lap. I was nervous. My heart was beating fast and I tried to keep my breathing under control.
She isn't looking at me.
Rose seemed glued go her phone but my mind was racing with thoughts.
What if she doesn't want to kiss me?
What if she doesn't kiss back?
What if she does?
I could feel my cheeks warm up and I knew I was blushing. I glanced at her and she put down her phone and moved closer to me. She started tapping my shoulder continuously as I looked down at my hands.
I tried ignoring her tapping me but I couldn't. When I faced her she leaned in and missed me. My heart stopped beating and I felt my hand move to her leg as I kissed her back.
Her body was shaking as were her hands as she gently touched my arms. She leaned back and looked at me. My face was hot and I got up and walked over to her dresser.
She kissed me.
When I turned around I licked my lips. "That's tastes good," I told her and she blushed. "What does it taste like?" I licked my lips a few more times but I couldn't figure it out. "I don't know." She smiled,"it's blueberry."
How in the world is that blueberry?
It tastes nothing like it.
I wanted to kiss her again, but I couldn't.
Everything she does is perfect.
How am I so fortunate to have this beautiful girl?
