My first kiss was a little awkward. I was in sixth grade and had a crush on one of my classmates. He liked me back. We talked about it, made plans and arrangements. One day, we managed to be alone in the classroom, had friends guarding the door should any of the nuns who run the institute decided to stop by to check on us (it was a very conservative and traditional Catholic School) and kissed. Like I said, it was a little awkward, but sweet. We ended up dating for a few months. We are not exactly friends nowadays, as he lives in a different state, but we are still in touch.
