First kiss

I  often think about how lucky I am to have kissed this girl so long ago… 

The story

In sixth grade, I had numerous crushes on all the girls. I loved all the girls! Ha! Such a playa! I had just moved to a new town (see The Hill for reference) and I immediately began attempting to kiss the girls I met in my new school and my new sixth-grade class. Somewhere around the middle of the school year, all the girls got wise to my modus operandi and the girls began to keep their distance (as well they should have!). I had kissed all there was to kiss, well... all that would let me kiss them anyway and I continued to cause as much trouble as possible, which was also my “modus operandi”. 

She was not one of “those” girls

The girl in the photo on this post was not one of those girls I kissed in the first half of the school year. You see, the girl in the photo had to be paid to kiss me. I know what you are thinking, but it's not like that I promise! This girl is one of those "goody-two-shoes" types who wanted nothing to do with me (you might call her “smart”), but it turns out that her friend was that week's girlfriend of another student I befriended (not really my friend) and they wanted to be alone together at recess. So, they paid the girl pictured above one dollar a week to hang out with me at recesses and they paid me one dollar to hang out with her. Neither of us knew that the other was taking money at the time. It was in a sense, a “marriage of convenience” for both of us in sixth grade.

I took the money

I was having a great time talking and spending my recesses with my “goody-two-shoes” more than I imagined I would. She started helping me with my school work and occasionally she would look up from her school work to find me staring at her (That's right! Exactly like you see in the movies). She wasn't the most popular in our class and only had one close friend (I had at least 20! Not so close!! But at least 20!!!) she really had little to offer an aspiring sixth grade socialite such as myself, but I was falling for her in a way I had never fallen for any of my other grade school girlfriends. 

You don't ever think “I'm gonna marry this one” in sixth grade

I never thought in my wildest imagination that I would ever marry the girl you see in the photo. I just didn't. It never occurred to me back then. Ever. I stopped taking the money in the first few weeks and continued to hang out with her at recess. I was happy just hanging out and she really became my best friend for a lot of years. Long story short, we got married at the age of 26. I will have to fill you in on that later, but for now just imagine a group of kids standing around a boy and a girl on the playground...  

And then they began to chant

When a group of kids begins to chant anything they want another kid to do, I swear that kid is gonna do it! That kid doesn't have a chance in hell! The result in my case was a kiss that would last a lifetime. Obviously it wasn't my first kiss, but it was hers. I kissed her and it was not awesome. I zigged, she zagged and it was a bit sloppy and awkward. All my fault of course (SHE WAS AN EXPERT KISSER I SWEAR! I'm not just saying that! Yes, she does read this blog sometimes... Why do you ask?).

And they lived happily ever after 

Well, they lived. And are still living. Again, I know I am lucky. I am so blessed to have kissed that girl in sixth grade and though I did try to kiss all the girls, this is the girl I've continued to want to kiss every day for the last twenty years and I won't mind waiting around to see how it all ends.

Thanks for reading!