The thought of this happening soon enough always lingered, but no action was going to be done because of the fear of others thoughts. I have felt something similar before so it was also thought that nothing would be different.  I was wrong.  This overpowering feeling was as though my past experience have been completely erased from my mind, it was my first time.  “Truth or Dare?!”- It is my turn “… “Dare…” I respond.   “I dare you to kiss her…”  My heart drops, I am scared.  My limbs begin to shake uncontrollably, and I cannot move.  The butterflies keep crashing to the walls of my stomach as I remind myself how to breathe again.

Inhale … Exhale … Inhale … Exhale … Inhale … Inhale … shit!

She is ready, and comes closer to me as if she was a pro, but this newbie cannot focus.  Only thinks about how she does not even know me.  My heart is racing with not competition.  Lips puckered up tighter than how my eyes are shut.  *Peck* Something like two fluffy pillows hitting each other in the middle of a pillow fight is the scene that plays in my mind.

                My heart beats quickly begins to fall back into place.  Feeling every centimeter of her lips brush against mines as if a blanket covers an infant; I feel at home.  With my blood finally flowing through my body normally again I smile.   I was 15 and this made me feel more comfortable than I have ever felt.   I had kissed a girl for the first time, and I liked it.

          The thought of this happening soon enough always lingered, but no action was going to be done because of the fear of others thoughts. I have felt something similar before so it was also thought that nothing would be different.  I was wrong.  This overpowering feeling was as though my past experience have been completely erased from my mind, it was my first time.  “Truth or Dare?!”- It is my turn “… “Dare…” I respond.   “I dare you to kiss her…”  My heart drops, I am scared.  My limbs begin to shake uncontrollably, and I cannot move.  The butterflies keep crashing to the walls of my stomach as I remind myself how to breathe again.

Inhale … Exhale … Inhale … Exhale … Inhale … Inhale … shit!

She is ready, and comes closer to me as if she was a pro, but this newbie cannot focus.  Only thinks about how she does not even know me.  My heart is racing with not competition.  Lips puckered up tighter than how my eyes are shut.  *Peck* Something like two fluffy pillows hitting each other in the middle of a pillow fight is the scene that plays in my mind.

                My heart beats quickly begins to fall back into place.  Feeling every centimeter of her lips brush against mines as if a blanket covers an infant; I feel at home.  With my blood finally flowing through my body normally again I smile.   I was 15 and this made me feel more comfortable than I have ever felt.   I had kissed a girl for the first time, and I liked it.