His name was Justin. He lived down the street from me and we had been best friends since I moved to Portland in the fifth grade. We were at one of those lame little kid Halloween parties and we were playing spin the bottle. Now how we knew what that was is a different story; because to be honest with you I didn't know what it was until we started playing. Lani spun it first and it landed on drake. Everyone in the circle watched them kissed and at the time I was so confused. It was Justin's turn. It seemed like a lifetime before he spun the bottle. Knowing in my gut that when it was slowing down, it was going to land on me. The only thought running through my head was "oh my god, this is my first kiss. With a boy I just met" but that's not how it went at all. The kiss was soft and short. And from that kiss I knew I liked him.
