First love

Um...Love?

I used to think love was bliss, and it was. For a time. This is not a high school romance. It is not a drama. It is not extrodinary in any way. This is a true story about a boy and a girl in high school trying love out for the first time. We were introduced by a mutual friend while waiting for the bud to pick us up from school. The bus was always 20 minutes late, so we had time. From that day on, we started sitting next to each other and hanging out between classes. A month later, almost every morning he would say that he had a very important question to ask me. And every day, he would change the subject of that question. I knew what he really wanted to ask so the fifth day that he was going to ask the question, I told him that whatever that question is, I would say yes. So he asked if I wanted to be his girlfriend, and obviously I said yes. Then we kind of just looked at eachother and we were like...Now what? Is this the part where we hold hands and devote our love and life to eachother? We were both eachother's first, so we were excited but we were also nervouse. 

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

I hope it works out well. Also, spell check the last word.

[Shep]

there are only one... the first and the most important ones you remember the most because everything has a first time. trust me when it comes to the first time when comes to romance it cannot be rushed or compared thanks for sharing your first time with us.

[Coyote Poetry]

We never forget our first love. Holding hands and a million kisses. Our sweetest days. Dear Emily, I enjoyed the story shared. Thank you for sharing the amazing story.
Coyote