I was 18 at the time of my first kiss. I had liked this boy and he has liked me for a very long time. We aweren't going out though. He is 3 years older than me so we kind of kept it on the hush. I know it's terrible. Well, he told me that he would be the one to give me my first kiss. I didn't know when he was going to do it, though. Homecoming was coming up and he asked me if I was going to the Homecoming football game. I told him I was. I figured that is when he was planning on doing it. I was so nervous that day that the kiss was all I could think about. When I got to the game, I couldn't find him, but he found me. He motioned for me to follow him. I followed him to the courtyard at our school. It was dark except for the lights at the football field. We sat on a bench and had an awkward silence for a long time. Then, we looked at each other and stared into each other's eyes for a while. Then, we leaned in to kiss. When our lips touched, a shock went through my whole body and I couldn't move. I haven't kissed anyone else, but I know that he's the only one I ever want to kiss. It was the best feeling I had ever had and I can truly say that I am in love with this boy! It was a night I will NEVER forget.
