Day 16: Never Been Kissed

Oct 5, 2010

My first kiss for all intents and purposes is actually kind of pathetic. While it’s true that it did happen with someone I had a HUGE crush on, the circumstances around the kiss was beyond lame.

First of the guy’s name was Brandon and I was I believe 13– maybe 12, but I can’t really recall. All I know is that I was in the sixth grade and he and I had “dated” for a time. We ended up breaking up because he was still hung up over his ex and well I didn’t want to be that girl who was chosen because he couldn’t have who he really wanted and thus things ended between us after a week.

In any event, we still hang out together and I still really liked him but I didn’t want to be some stupid lovesick girl who didn’t know right from left. I’m pretty sure he know I still had feelings for him, but he also knew that I refused to be a back up or plan B in his eyes.

The kiss happened on a whim. We were at the park with a friend of mine and we got it into our head’s to play ace or dare. For those who aren’t familiar ace or dare is obviously a modified version of truth or dare. If you pick ace you HAVE to do what is asked of you– no backing out and if you pick dare, you get 2 options.

I choose dare and the options that I was given was that I could either kiss him or give him a hickey. At the time and given my age, the kiss seemed to be the lesser evil. So we kissed. I think that was probably the most afraid I’d ever been in my life, but at the same time I was glad to have had it over with and I also know for a fact after that kiss he became a little more interested, but despite that I still didn’t want to be his second choice, so even though he wanted it to proceed further, I refused to allow it.

Man, I grew my balls fast. -giggles-