Hey guys. Before you start to read I want to tell you that, this is just a preview of a story.
This story is coming soon, I'm not writing it now.
It's just something for you to look forward to.
I was so excited I wanted to share it with you guys.
I hope you like it!
Enjoy!
Chauncey and I go way back.
We've been friends forever, he was my best friend. Sure we had other friends but at the end of the day, he's the one I count on.
Chauncey was the first and only one to see me cry...
I woke up bright and early on a Saturday. I walked over to my fish tank and saw that my fish were floating on top on the water with their bellies up.
"Mommy," I called.
"Yes honey?" she asked walking into my room.
"What happen to Thing 1 and Thing 2?" I asked.
My mom looked at my floating fish and she sighed.
"Honey, I'm sorry to say, but they ... passed away,"
"Passed away?" I asked cocking my head to the side.
"They went to fish heaven,"
I started to tear up a little. "Fish heaven?"
"I'm sorry," my mom hugged me tightly as I cried.
Later on that day Chauncey came over and hugged me when I cried.
Chauncey was my first kiss...
We were playing at the park one day when we saw a young couple kissing.
"Ew," he said making a face.
I laughed.
"I wonder what it's like to kiss someone," he said.
"Well," I said hanging upside down. "My older sister says it's magical, when it's with the right guy,"
"How do you know if it's the right guy?"
"She say's you just know,"
"Have you kissed anyone?" he asked me.
"No. You?"
"Nope. Do you want to...you know..."
"Um, sure?"
"Okay," Chauncey said walking over to me.
We puckered our lips and leaned in. We gave each other a little peck then pulled away.
"I don't think we did it right," Chauncey said.
I got down from the money bars. "Well, my sister said to use your lips,"
"Maybe we should move them, like them,"
"Okay," I shrugged.
We leaned in again until our lips touched and we moved our lips slowly.
I liked it. It was wet, soft and slow.
We pulled away and blinked a few times.
"I think I should go home," I said.
"Yeah, I should go too,"
"See you in the forth grade,"
"Yup, bye," Chauncey called after me.
Chauncey was the first guy to see my bra...
It was the first time I ever went bra shopping.
My older sister and my mom were with me.
After an hour or so we went home and I headed to Chauncey's house to show him.
He mom let me in and I went to his room.
He was working on our essay for social studies class.
"Guess what?" I asked.
"What?" he asked turning around.
"I'm officially a woman and I have the bra to prove it," I lifted up my shirt to show him.
Chauncey's eyes went big. "Whoa! When did those get there?" he asked walking over to me.
He poked my boob and I giggled.
"I don't know, but they're here. My mom calls then 'the girls' and my sister calls them boobs, but the bra fitter called them breast,".
"So if you're a woman, that must mean I'm a man," he smiled.
"I guess," I smiled.
Chauncey was the only guy to show me his abs...
"Clarissa, look what I have," Chauncey said running into my room.
"What?" I laughed.
He took off his shirt and pointed to his stomach. "A six pack,"
"Where did you get that?" I asked poking it.
"I've been working on it with my older brother," he smirked.
"I want one,"
"I'll help you get one," he said putting his shirt back on.
You get the point.
Chauncey and I were each other's first.
Over the years I've grown to fall for Chauncey.
I know I love him, but he doesn't love me, in that way.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm in love with him or our friendship.
