My First Kiss

I was in High School, a young and naïve 15 year old.  He was in his final year of High School, cute lil fella he was. He had the cutest lips and I felt butterflies every time I saw him. He lived with his Uncle about 5 houses away from my house.  Looking back today, I find it quite strange that my first crush was actually coloured, just like myself.  Hehehe.... Let's just say that was the first and last I ever took a liking for Caramel.

I would see him every now and again when we crossed paths on our way to the local grocery shop or on the bus to school.  We would chat casually but I doubt it ever occurred to him that I was 'madly in love with', or so I thought.  He was always neatly dressed which obviously flamed my already ignited flame.   I would often day dream about him walking me down the aisle and us living happily ever after.  For me, at that point of my young life, he was The One.  I remember confiding in my sister Yvonne, about my undying 'love' for this dude and how she literally rolled on the floor laughing her lungs out, asking why I had fallen for a dude without eyelashes. Yup, for some reason, most likely medically, my Knight in Shining Armour lacked EYELASHES. I 'loved' him all the same.

It wasn't long before we started exchanging love letters.  These were the best. I could hardly sleep at night re-reading the lines of his fine handwriting. I remember how I would giggle to myself and feel like the luckiest girl alive.

It was a Saturday early evening and I was siting around a bon fire my siblings and I had made in the backyard.  He was taking a walk around the neighbour-hood and saw us.  He came over to say "Hi" and joined us around the fire. We were all chatting and joking and enjoying the warmth of the fire and also the beautiful view of the night sky.  To me it felt like a dream... I mean, there I was, seated around a fire, with my Prince Charming!  Anyway, it wasn't long before my siblings slipped into the house to go to bed. Soon it was just me, my crush and my older sister remaining outside...  All I wanted was for big sis, Yvonne, to get her nosy self into the house so that I could gaze at the stars with 'my' dude.

Yup, it was as if she could read my mind... She stood up to go to the bathroom.  Now it was just the two of us, much to my childish delight.  Almost instantly, my cute crush stood up and came over to me, I knew then that I was just about to experience my very first kiss. It didn't last long, 4 seconds I think. I don't know if I can actually call it a kiss because it was more teeth than those cute lips I day dreamed about. So, in 4 seconds, my very first kiss, err bite, was over!! Damn!! Never mind that I had not the foggiest clue of what was expected of me as a form of participation in the 4 second kiss. I do recall that I did absolutely nothing. I just kept my lips glued together until I felt those teeth!  No sooner had my sister returned from the bathroom, than I hastily made my way back into the house! My lil Vampire disappeared into the night right after he almost dug his 'fangs' into me.  I was lucky to escape with just a slightly swollen upper lip. Hehehehe.... My sister followed me into the house and asked what had happened? "Nothing I replied".  As I lay in bed that night, all the warm and fuzzy feelings I had developed came to an abrupt end!  If this was what it felt like to kiss somebody, I did not want it again, ever!  And that was the end. The end of my crush. The end of my first kiss.

Oh, I have deliberately not mentioned his name. Just in case he is lurking somewhere on FB. Hehehehehe, lurking Vampire!!!