Miss you too, Mel!
10. Story of my last kiss.
Well, it was a year ago. First time I’ve ever kissed a girl, she was someone I really liked. It all started when I saw her in one of my classes, and in the back of my mind I was just like, “Wow, that girl is stunning.” It took me a good five months to ever really talk to her. When I did, we hit it off pretty well. At the time, I wasn’t out of the closet, but she knew that I had a bit of a crush on her. Eventually, she invited me to this show that had to do with her FFA thing, and I stayed over at her house. We laid in her bed for a few hours and just talked, before anything happened. I was the one who kissed her, I was extremely nervous. We pretty much made out for a good while, and then cuddled and fell asleep. That, was my last kiss. January 8th, 2011.
After that, she turned out to be a really big.. I don’t wanna say slut, but for lack of a better word, slut. We didn’t talk after that because she treated me like shit the next day and outed me at school. I don’t regret it, because my feelings for her were real. We were never together, but it meant a lot. Also, we’ve worked things out, but we’re not super close or anything.