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I still remember the night Leyla told me about the kissing booth at the school fair. I remember the look on all of the comitees faces as i agreed. I remember the colour of the lights, as his friends pushed him towards the booth where i stood. I remember the walk home, when he offered to walk me to my house down the road from his. And of course how could i forget the kiss, oh the kiss as cliche as it sounded i was never to forget that kiss, even if in the end he did.