Never Been KissedA Story by Killarney Roscoe
I want to...I really do. I want to know what it's like. I want to feel the sparks on my lips and the butterfiles in my stomach. I'm just afraid I'll be bad at it. It seems so easy and so simple in like movies and tv shows, but I don't know how to kiss like that. Am I supposed to breathe or hold my breath? What happens if we bump heads? Or I faint from shock? Has anyone ever fainted from kissing? Well you see there's this guy, Charile...no forget it. Its stupid. I can't kiss Charlie. That would be embarrassing. Charlie's the kind of guy who's totally quiet and who doodles all over his binders. To most people he's invisible, but not to me. To me he's like a shining star in the night sky. He's like the cheese to my macronni, although...I'm not sure he knows I exist. Maybe I should ask him out, but then eventually I would have to kiss him and I still wouldn't know what to do. Why is this so hard for me to figure out? It's like trying to decide if you want coke or pepsi. Which one will it be? Maybe I should just go for it. I only get one chance. One shot to hit the bullseye. Life's too short to regret what you didn't do. I'm gonna ask out Charlie and then...well...we'll see from there
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