my first kiss

28.01.2010 @ 11:23

i am a boy and i have always been a boy. i only have brothers who are boys like me. i had two best friends, mark and simon. we were the best in our class. best in everything. but it didnt affect me. none of the girls liked me more even though i could do all the assignements really fast. this didnt bother me. we formed a sectret society. we called ourselves the warriors of the sky. our tasks were linked to the color of the sky. when sky was brown we stole bread from the bakery. when sky was blue we fought a battle of the dead with the boys across the cemetary. the tasks changed as we got older. brown became a sign of smoking in the forest. blue became a sign of ditching school.

but then one week. school was almost out. the sky became more and more pink every night. we did not know what to do with that color. and with that pink sky it seemed that all the girls i know became more and more pretty. and there was this one girl i particularly liked. she wasnt in my class. she wasnt even in my school. but she took the same bus as me when i went to band practise. i had noticed her on the bus but never gave her much thought. until one night when the sky was pink. it was like she was glowing for me. i tried not to stare but i tend to stare without me realizing it. she looked in my direction five times. every time with a bit of a bigger smile than the last time. and everytime my stomach felt a bigger and bigger twitch.

next day i told my friends what we should do about the pink sky. it wasnt pink all day. i started to get pink after school and was pink until midnight. i told them that pink skies should mean that we had to kiss pink lips. we spent hours talking about the girls we knew and we were all amazed that we hadnt even talked about them before. we were to busy stealing and fighting wars. the more we talked about the little things we had noticed about particular girls the more we liked talking about them. they all got a bit prettier in our head. simon developed a crush for one of the girls in our class but mark said that for the society he would kiss any pink lips. i told him they had to belong to a girl. he was fine with that. but i had my mind set on those lips in the bus.

the next day the sky was brown so we couldnt go and find our favourite lips. so we smoked in the cemetery and talked some more about this fascinating thing we had been ignoring for such a long time. girls. next time i saw the girl in the bus it was raining. we didnt have tasks for rainy days. so i couldnt do anything…except of course stare because that is what i do. gradually she started staring back. i prayed for a pink sky. and im not even a believer. but this time i prayed. dont know why. it was just the only thing i could think of. so i went in the bus and i prayed for a pink sky whilst staring.

then it came. i noticed it in the final class of the year. we were reading shakespeare and somebody was reading hamlet out loud i looked up and saw that the sky was turning bright pink whilst the sun was lowering. hamlet was of no essence. i would kiss tonight. finally. i hoped. i picked some flowers whilst i was waiting for the bus. i saw in a bbc documentary that girls liked flowers but i couldnt afford roses or anything like that. so i just picked some normal flowers. dont know the names of them. when i got into the bus she was there. as always. but more pretty. because of the pink sky. the first thing i said to her was “can i sit with you today?” she smiled and said yes. i gave her flowers. she turned pink as the sky. she asked me why i started to talk to her now and not yesterday or tomorrow. we are so often in bus together. i told her about the sky but not the task. i told her that i had seen her for the first time in a pink sky and the memory was the loveliest one in the world. i told her that i wanted this memory to be that too. im a romantic i know. we scipped our appointments. she had a dancing class, i had band practise. we went for a walk. i told her i had never kissed a girl and i had been thinking of kissing her since i first saw her in a bus under the pink sky. she blushed. she became pink. she had kissed before. i asked her to teach me. she told me to think soft. she told me to taste. she told me to relax. we were in a forest under a pink sky. she kissed me. first my lower lip. then a bit on the side. then both lips which ended in her sucking my lower lip just a tiny bit. i felt the sweetest taste. like a lollipop. i think it was her lipgloss. it made me feel ecstatic and i kissed her back. i kissed into her. she kissed into me. it was the greatest kiss in the world. under a pink sky.