FIRST KISS SHARED.
A Story by Terry Collett
A BOY AND GIRL AT HIGH SCHOOL IN 1962 AND THEIR FIRST KISS
Sheila had said to other girls that she wanted to be a nun in a convent
outside Paris when she grew up but they thought her slightly bizarre and
thought it nonsense while they talked of careers or getting married to a
boy and settling down and having a family or going some place abroad
and making a splash as they called it but she held onto her nun idea
until she saw the boy John in the playground and something about him
grabbed her attention and any notion about becoming a nun outside Paris
gradually faded and she found it difficult to focus on anything else in
school or out of it except thinking of him even her mother who had
poured scorn on the being an nun idea was surprised when her daughter
dropped the idea like a hot coal and became interested in clothes and
having her dark hair in a different style or asking about make-up or
spending ages in front of the mirror gawking at herself now waiting by
the school fence to see if he would be coming out at recess alone and
not with one of his friends for football she was anxious to see him she
had spent a bit of time in the girls toilet making sure her hair was all
right and that her tie was tied and her blouse was neat and still as
she waits for him her stomach begins to churn with nerves and as boys
and girls come out of the exit towards the playing field she scans them
closely hoping she will spot him looking carefully feeling anxious but
wanting to see him then she sees him he is there with another boy the
one called Rennie who she feels intimidated by he doesnt see her at
first in deep conversation with the boy she hopes he will see her
otherwise it will all have been for nothing she stares in his direction
hands in the pockets of her school cardigan he spots her just when she
thought he was going to pass her by he nods to the other boy and comes
over to her you all right? he asks yes she says nervously been waiting
for you to come out o right he says he looks over at other boys
beginning to kick a ball about did you want to go play ball with them?
she asks no its ok he says Im not much good anyway what you want to do?
he asks before she can reply she looks at him taking in his hazel eyes
and quiff of hair and his smile dont know she says how about a walk up
field he says or have a quick walk into town do you know the town? she
asks no not really but it would be a change from this place he says shes
unsure wonders if she should she doesnt know the town either because
like him she comes in on a school bus should we? she says weve got
forty-five minutes he says no best not she says I dont know the town and
we might get lost and be back late for school ok he says so they walk
up the field passing boys playing football and others in groups sitting
on the grass or in pairs of boys or boys and girls or just girls they
walk as far as the high fence at the other end and then they sit on the
grass there and peer towards the school have you a girlfriend? she asks
he watches the boys playing ball no not me he says you got a boyfriend?
she looks at him sideways on no not yet she says looking at the smile
he has can I be your girlfriend? she asks before she can stop the words
escaping I dont really know you he says looking at her I mean not
properly no I suppose not she says feeling unsettled sensing herself out
of her comfort zone but I guess we can be friends he says boy and girl
kind of friends he says adding the last words on yes I suppose we can
she says feeling it was not quite what she had in mind do you like me
then? he asks staring at her yes I do she says very much wanting to say
more but not doing so do you like me? she asks wondering why she hadnt
thought of that she hadnt thought he might not like her or maybe he
might not like girls at all some boys didnt he looks away and watches as
a boy kicks the ball between two coats and scores a goal actually he
says just about turning to face her I have been thinking of you a fair
bit these last couple of days have you? she says sensing herself getting
excited but also nervous yes I have its not like me to think about
girls as such Im more a book person or a nature person I love watching
birds and butterflies and wild life kind of thing he says so to think
about you must mean I kind of like you I mean as much as I know you
which isnt much but yes I do like you he says looking away again I see
she says unsure if what he said was good or not she kind of lost herself
with his words and butterflies sticks in her brain so can I be your
girlfriend kind of thing? she asks Rennies scored he says loudly thatll
cheer him up some what John says she touches his arm her fingers(thin
white)clutch gently can I? she says again what? he says turning to face
her can I be your girlfriend kind of person? she repeats he looks at her
fingers on his arm then taps them and says why not after all we do like
each other and if you like birds and butterflies then so much the
better she looks at him his eyes on hers and she says carefully can I
kiss you? he raises his eyebrows and looks at the field at the boys and
the ball then for a moment neither says a word look he says Im not
really one to know much about kissing but maybe if you like we can now
she wasnt sure if that was a yes or a maybe or even if they should on a
school playing field what if someone saw them one of the teachers or a
prefect nosing nearby here? she asks right now? he looks at her at her
dark hair neatly brushed at her glasses which made her eyes larger
gazing at him if you like he says they hesitate lips waiting to move he
put a hand on her shoulder and she releases his arm and they lean
together and kiss briefly then part and gaze around them at others on
the field bit none looks their way or seems to have noticed or cared
about the first kissed that they shared.
© 2015 Terry Collett
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Terry CollettUnited Kingdom
About
Terry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..
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