Warnings: homosexuality

Kissing Girls


Sarah was the first girl I ever kissed.

She was my best friend in fourth grade and we both wondered what it would be like to kiss another girl.

Of course we had both kissed guys before. I had only experienced those little cheek kisses, but Thomas had snuck a small one on Sarah's lips during recess one day.

So we kissed. It wasn't anything special, just a little peck on each other's lips and we giggled about it for about ten minutes afterward.

I think it was then that I decided I liked girls much better than I liked boys.

I know it was then that Sarah decided she didn't like me as much as she liked the other girls of our grade, because next week she began to ignore me and we haven't spoken three words since.

But that's ancient history and this is neither the time nor the place to discuss it.

It took me six years, but when I was tenth grader Elle became the second girl I ever kissed.

She was in my Theatre and Algebra II classes and we became close friends after she transferred from the other high school in town.

One day we had been working on French homework in my room (actually we were talking more than working) and she leaned across all of our papers and kissed me.

I was in shock for a couple of seconds, not quite sure how exactly to respond to that.

Elle broke the silence when she whispered, "Please say something."

"I didn't know you liked me like that. I didn't know you liked girls like that."

She smiled. "I do, on both counts. I like you a lot."

"That's good," I replied. "I like you too." And this time I was the one to lean over and kiss her.

And she made me happy. Elle was my very first girlfriend. She taught me how to (really) kiss and we shared quite a few after that first one. But I was too naïve and too blinded by (what I though to be) love to notice the signs. Nearly six months after that day in my room I caught her kissing a girl who wasn't me.

It almost goes without saying that our relationship ended badly.

I've kissed a boy too. Besides those little cheek kisses that occurred pre-Sarah, I've only kissed one guy.

We were both eighth graders and Charlie asked me to a movie. I thought it was cute that he stuttered when he asked me so I said yes.

He had been a complete gentleman, buying my ticket and soda, and when the previews had started he snuck a quick kiss on my lips.

I spent the entire movie thinking about how awkward this was and how I didn't feel anything. I think that date really cemented in my brain the fact I liked girls much more than boys.

The next day at school I explained to Charlie exactly why I didn't like him as more than a friend. He said he understood and asked if we could be friends.

He's still my best friend.

But you, there's something different about you. There's something there when I'm with you that wasn't there with all the others.

You're completely crazy. You're philosophy in life is 'We're seniors, why not?'

I can't begin to number all the stupid things you've convinced me to try. My life would be so dull without you.

I've learned to just go with the flow when it comes to you.

So when you decide to kiss me senseless in the middle of a busy hallway in our school, I just let my eyes slide shut and lose myself in all that is you.

Before my eyes close I see Sarah walking with her preppy friends looking disgusted.

Before my eyes close I see Elle walking by herself looking slightly jealous.

Before my eyes close I see Charlie walking with his new girlfriend smiling at me.

When my eyes are closed all I can see is you.

You are only the third girl I have ever kissed, but I already know that I want you to be the last girl I ever kiss.


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Author's Notes: I don't know what this is exactly. Just something my brain randomly came up with. No, this is not about me. It's about a random made-up character that my brain named Samantha. And the other nameless girl is Trinity. Just because.

There will not be a sequel. This is a one-shot.

And before it is asked, I am bisexual. If you flame me, I don't care. This is the way I am. Get over it.

Anyways, if you read, please review. It would make me happy.

Crystalline Lies