The Story Of My First Kiss.
I met Josh when we were in 9th grade and was immediately taken off my feet. He was so tall, skinny and cute. Well, as soon as he saw me apparently the same thing happened, so we decided to start hanging out. I snuck over to his house knowingly against our parent's wishes almost every day until we got caught. But after the first few times of sneaking over... Probably the second or third, I really can't remember... But I do remember how it happened. I remember it just like it was yesterday. We were snuggling with each other on the edge of his bunk bed and I was sitting on his lap (ooo, risque). I looked at him and he looked at me and then it happened. I wouldn't have wanted to spend that moment with anyone else.
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