collection of short stories

the park

It may seem strange that two fifteen year old girls are playing tag at the park but I don't care.

Her golden curls bounce up and down as she's running away from my touch. I tap her shoulder and she turns around then she starts running after me, I giggle like a little girl getting tickled.

She tags my arm and I run toward her. I look behind me for a second and when I look back at her, she's gone. I stop and scan my surroundings. I can't see her anywhere. I here an almost invisible voice from behind me say something, it wasn't clear what is said so I just turn around hoping to see her but she's not there. I sigh and continue to look around.

Quite suddenly I fumble into the ground. Not really knowing what happened I open my eyes and I see her. She's on top of me with her hands on my shoulders pinning me down.

I give her a confused expression then she leans down and give me a small peck on the lips.

I open my mouth to question what just happened but I'm stopped by her lips. I don't pull away, not that I have a choice since I'm on the ground but I don't push her away.

This feels kinda good. I like it. She lifts her hands from my shoulders and places them on my cheeks.

I blush realizing that we are just laying in the middle of a park kissing.

I push her away and ask;

"What's was that for?"

"I wanted to see what it was like kissing a girl. I like it. I think I like you.." she sheepishly answers.

"You... You do?" I ask shocked.

"Yeah.. D..do..do you l..like m..me?" she studders.

I wasn't sure how I felt. I never thought about me liking a girl. Especailly not my best friend. I didn't think I just leaned in and kiss her. I think I answered both of our questions.