Heh, I was in Eighth grade and she in Seventh. We were trying to figure out a movie to watch in the living room. Parents were in their room on laptops. We were both blushing heavily and would have kissed, but one small problem. My brother was in the room. I tell him:
"Maybe if you clean your room, Brea will come see it." He goes rushing into his room to clean, but we were both still shy about it. He comes back two minutes later. I go to his room and pick out as many faults as physically possible and sit to the left of her. Then comes the cheesy line:
"What would you do if I kissed you right now?"
"I don't know." She says it in a very small way and she is practically scarlet by now.
"Want to find out?" (I know, I know!
)
After I said that she just nods, and the next thing I know our lips touch, hers like velvet. It was a closed mouth kiss, because about half a minute later my brother comes charging in saying "IT'S CLEAN!" We just smile at each other.
Next we pick a movie (Around the Universe, a musical with Beetles, approximately 2h 30m long.) She is laying in my arms, her head on my shoulder. I look down at her and she looks up at me, and I start to ask her a question.
"You know, I kinda want to kiss you again."
Only it came out-
"You kno-" Because, as if she knew what I was going to say, she kisses me again...
Here comes the irony in it all. The movie was my dads favorite. So he comes and sits down next to us. Thanks dad!
