TITLE: KISS AND TELL
GENRE: YA suspense.
The bottle, spinning on it's side, glistens in the sun. Slowly the twirling stops and it lays there in the dirt pointed straight at me. Nervous fear circles me like an annoying fly. Good God, at fifteen, you'd think I'd have kissed a boy before. But no, I am a kissing virgin, playing Spin the Bottle like a twelve year old... and scared to death.
"You have to kiss Trey," Trina teases.
I look at her accusingly, "I know!" I say through clenched teeth. Then I look back at the bottle which chose my first kiss for me. What if I fail? Is it possible to fail a kiss?
I push my gum to the side of my mouth with my tongue while Trey licks his lips and crawls across the circle towards me.
He stares into my eyes. "Hello."
Everyone is staring at us like we're some kind of circus sideshow. I can feel them breathing all around me and wish they would all disappear.
I glance over at my crush who’s the reason I'm even here - the boy I wish the bottle had picked, His Royal Hotness,Vance Byars.
He looks amused.
Trey leans forward, close to my face, and I spot a tiny zit on the side of his chin. Then his soft, damp lips touch mine.
I forget to close my eyes, so I go cross-eyed staring at the incoming zit.
Trina giggles again and before I can wrap my brain around it, it's over. He retreats back to his spot, kicks his feet out front, and leans back proudly on his hands.
I sit there in stunned silence.
I have just kissed a boy.