My First: Kiss
At least my headache was gone. Or at least the physical pain was gone. Can’t say much about it being mentally gone. After being barraged with questions for like ten minutes, Alex was finally satisfied with my story.
She gave me this sly grin, which I’d come to fear.
“Are you gonna go out with him?
“Go out with him? What are we back in junior high?”
She pretended to think it over. “Yep.”
I flopped back in my chair, exhausted. I jus closed my eyes, when she started again.
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