It was almost like magic, sparks of warmth coursing through my body. Like a wave of consentrated electricity. Her lips were smooth against mine, lightly dressed with strawberry lipgloss. My favorite scent. My instincts taking over, I adjust to every movement she makes.
Pulling away, a chuckle escapes my breath, her lips curl in satisfaction. "You kiss pretty well for someone like you."
Slightly shocked, I reply "Some one like me? what do you mean, someone like me?" The tone in my voice came out a little too harsh than I had meant to.
"I didn't mean it that way," she appologized, "I mean I have notice they way you look at other people...the way you look at other guys. I sorta figured you were-"
"What? Gay?" I cut her off sharply. I always hated when people "just assumed" that I was gay. I mean seriously! You don't see many gay guys making out with girls they happen to like. " I am not gay." Put off, I turn to start walking away. To think I atually liked this girl. Then again, I should be used to this by now. The last few girls that I had any interest all "assummed" they same thing. It is now starting to get old, but what can I do about it? Still rumors are rumors, I never really cared for them anyways, why start now? Ugh! I hate this inner struggle crap.
"Look," she said, trying to fix things, "I am sorry. What I said was completely stupid and totally irelevant to what we were doing. I should know better than to listen to silly rumors."
I stop to listen to what she had to say, to give her a chance to redeem herslf. I leaned against the lockers. School had ended a good 45 minutes ago and the hallways were empty. It was just us.
Pulling away, a chuckle escapes my breath, her lips curl in satisfaction. "You kiss pretty well for someone like you."
Slightly shocked, I reply "Some one like me? what do you mean, someone like me?" The tone in my voice came out a little too harsh than I had meant to.
"I didn't mean it that way," she appologized, "I mean I have notice they way you look at other people...the way you look at other guys. I sorta figured you were-"
"What? Gay?" I cut her off sharply. I always hated when people "just assumed" that I was gay. I mean seriously! You don't see many gay guys making out with girls they happen to like. " I am not gay." Put off, I turn to start walking away. To think I atually liked this girl. Then again, I should be used to this by now. The last few girls that I had any interest all "assummed" they same thing. It is now starting to get old, but what can I do about it? Still rumors are rumors, I never really cared for them anyways, why start now? Ugh! I hate this inner struggle crap.
"Look," she said, trying to fix things, "I am sorry. What I said was completely stupid and totally irelevant to what we were doing. I should know better than to listen to silly rumors."
I stop to listen to what she had to say, to give her a chance to redeem herslf. I leaned against the lockers. School had ended a good 45 minutes ago and the hallways were empty. It was just us.
