Tempest

My Very First by Tempest Greymoon
Lets take a trip down memory lane, and like a ghost of Christmas past, I take your hand in mine to see a scene. But the scene is flipped and it’s not you, it’s actually my history. Now, this was a while ago, I waggle my finger at you, tsk, tsk, don’t ask me when, as a lady doesn’t like to say. A gust of wind blows and whips us up as we dematerialize only to reappear at a teen dancing event. Yes, an underage dance venue.
It was a time during high school, and high school being what it is, everyone seem to find themselves separated in their peer groups. Boys being boys, during this period in their lives, their hormones are quite palpable. I can feel it all whip around me like a frenzy of energy. There was a particular standout among this motley group. He was actually quite sweet, and certainly not part of the bad boy crowd, or the nerdy boy crowd. He was part of the good boy crowd, never got into trouble, got decent grades, did well at sports, and he was funny too.
The usual courtship occurs ever so casually, he with his friends, me with mine, as he eyed me from a distance, but somehow they always managed to be around. Whether that was at the sports field, or the library or which ever nook I happened to find myself. This boy was cute, he had brown hair and brown puppy eyes and his teeth flashed white with each bright smile he directed my way.
So here we are at a dance, the lights are dim, the music loud and at this stage neither one has touched the other. We’re surrounded by our friends, and he’s casually leaning his long lean frame against the wall, yet despite the loud music we managed to converse and flirt. I liked this boy and embolden by the atmosphere, I took a step into his personal space, closing the distance between us to a mere two inches, the adrenaline racing, all eyes watching us. I know he was quite shocked at my unexpected move, which only encouraged me more. Looking up at him, I slipped my arms around his neck and pulled me to him, and planted a long kiss on his lips which he returned. That was my very first kiss.