"What was your first kiss like with him?"
"We were just playing spin the bottle at a party, we didn't even know each other at the time. He didn't know my name and I didn't know his either, but I didn't have a desire to. It wasn't anything special really, it was just a drunk, sloppy kiss. I don't really remember much from that night but I remember the kiss. His lips tasted like whiskey, he bit my bottom lip and I couldn't help but smile, then he did a small, quiet laugh under his breath as we pulled apart. But I don't like counting that as our first kiss because it didn't mean anything. I guess the first kiss we had was a few months later actually. He did it in this super cheesy way but honestly it was so cute.
'Knock knock'
'Who's there?'
'Kiss'
'Kiss who?'
'Kiss me'
And then he kissed me."
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Short StoryWhat runs through a heartbroken teenager's mind that and gets written down in her journal. *This will never be completed because I'll always have something new to write down
