The first time

prompt: the first time I ever...

The first time I ever kissed a boy was in the stairwell at school during lunch recess.

We were a big deal in 5th grade and if the cutest guy in school wanted me to be his girl, who was I to say no.

I was so nervous I could feel my palms sweating all morning and my legs began to tremble as soon as the lunch bell rang.

I made my way shakily down the stairs armed with a bathroom pass and an excuse should the lunch monitor stop to interrogate me. Thankfully I make it to the stairwell without fuss or fanfare except for my heart hammering in my chest.

For a moment, I don't see him and my heart sinks knowing that I've been stood up. But then suddenly he is behind me flashing his trademark grin.

I should be happy but instead I'm queasy and I'm not quite sure what to do with my hands.
I notice a freckle on his nose that I've never seen before just as our teeth scrape together and his lips move sloppily over mine.
I realize I should probably close my eyes but it feels so surreal.

A moment later the deed is done and a grin is splitting his face.  I'm a bit dizzy but I smile back.

"I'll walk you back to class." he says, but the heat of his hand on the small of my back is too much.
"No thanks." I stammer. "I'll see you after school."

   My best friend's squeals echo somewhere far away when she asks if he did it.
"Yes." I manage.  " I... I think so."

The haze still hasn't cleared.

  " I've had my first kiss ever." I whisper as the realization sinks in.
I look at her with my face burning and turning bright red.

I've had my first kiss ever.