15 Kisses

|1| Never Have I Ever

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1. Never Have I Ever...

|Eleanor Winters|

Have you ever had your perfect 'first' kiss?

I haven't.

Don't get me wrong, it's not like I've never kissed anyone before...

I just don't believe that your 'first kiss' really counts as your 'first kiss'.

They are usually sloppy, gross and very, very awkward.

Plus, there are so many different types of kisses and every time you kiss a different person, that counts as your first kiss... with that person.

Maybe I'm just weird; that's what my best friend enjoys telling me.

I have never had a kiss that caused me to feel... something, anything worthwhile.

Then my life was thrust into the arms of a very attractive, arrogant, egotistical, troublemaking Hunter Evans.

I didn't really know Hunter Evans, I just knew of him. He was the top dog at our high school and everybody pretty much bowed down to him, he was the so called 'alpha' of the school (no not a werewolf, I just meant he was dominant) and he earned the reputation of the school's number one kisser.

Even my best friend shared a smooch with the boy and she still dreams about it today.

To be honest, I think I was the only girl in school who he hasn't kissed yet and that was probably because I was more careful with whom I kissed.

I don't just give out kisses.

But Hunter Evans seems determined to change that, and it all started because of a silly little game that started out as Truth or Dare and ended up as Never Have I Ever.

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I hated high school parties.

But I would rather be here than at home, that was the one place I would do anything to stay away from.

Getting drunk, people grinding, loud blaring music- that really wasn't my thing and it was something I wasn't fond of. If I was being honest, all of it gave me a headache.

Especially right now as I argued with my best friend.

"Oh come on Eleanor, don't be a baby. It's just truth or dare."

I rolled my eyes and sighed, "Truth or dare can lead to some very unwanted circumstances, remember last time?" I questioned, raising a brow at my best friend.

Audrey sighed and shook her head, "Please Elle! I promise this will be the last time I ask you!" she exclaimed.

I scoffed and crossed my arms, "That's what you said last time," I muttered. Audrey rolled her eyes before narrowing them with a hard glare. I returned the look with just as much defiance and we soon had ourselves a small staring contest; daring the other to crack first. From behind me I could hear the music from the party blaring through the closed door, I still couldn't believe that she had managed to drag me to another party; hadn't I suffered enough? I didn't need a stupid game added to the mix.

Audrey glared at me defiantly and a pout began to push from her lip. I sighed before looking away a moment later; admitting defeat. Truth is, I was a total pushover; much like Brian Johnston. If you asked me to write an essay for you- I probably would... okay maybe not an essay but you get my meaning.