Your Turn Part Two
It was the 4th of July. I was in the sixth grade. I remember standing on the top of the hill watching fireworks and standing next to, literally, the girl next door. I waited and waited until I couldn't stand the wait anymore, and I did it. I kissed her right on the cheek. Two seconds later, I was called a shit. Not for the last time in my life, but pretty sure it was the first. That was my first kiss. What was yours?
