Plinky Prompt: Where was your first kiss?
It was either the last day or one of the last days of 6th grade... our school was on a field trip to Valleyfair. For days before hand I would sit on the phone with my girlfriends talking about how to have my first kiss with Ryan; where it would be, what I should do, what time we'd be there. We would do 3-way calls, Ryan would be on the other line and my friends would click back and forth - God Forbid Ryan and I actually talk to each other about it... or let it happen naturally! UGH - girls are so silly.
Fast forward to the day of...
It's a cold day in June, extremely cloudy, light rain - then plan is to meet at Excalibur around noon. I'm obviously on time... nervous... freezing cold. Ryan shows up... shivering (from the cold not the nerves) - we embrace. All of our friends are standing around, watching. We look [deep and passionately, jk] into each others eyes... our faces move closer to each other and ... ... complete disaster! Our mouths are shivering from the cold - that has disaster written all over it! Our mouths barely work, our lips are freezing, our teeth hit... it was easily the most romantic moment of my life... NOT!
Afterwards we walk away from each other and back to our group of same sex friends...
The End.
5 comments:
Good or bad, you'll never forget it. :-)
so typical. The first time is never great, but unforgetable
yay, it went through! I haven't been commenting coz it never seems to work, but i think i got it now.
Love ya!!
LMAO!
I can't remember that far back!
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