Evan
Annie stood there frozen as I kissed her. Her lips were soft. I never wanted the kiss to end. She was squinting as if she couldn't see clearly.
I broke the kiss and grazed her cheeks but gasped as tears started to stream down her cheeks.
"What the hell, why are you crying? Is my kiss that bad?" I chuckled.
"No, it was really good," She broke down again. What is wrong with this girl?
"Jeez, was that your first kiss or something?" I was still confused about her reaction. This had to be her first kiss.
"N...no...I kissed a boy on the cheek in kindergarten once," Annie said. "He pushed me down and called me a four-eyed weirdo."
I laughed. "That doesn't count. You really are a weirdo. I am your first kiss," I whispered in her ears, and wrapped my arms around her waist again. I felt
