After the kiss, everything else that happened in that moment became a blur. It was like the world had paused just for a second, and then fast-forwarded. The next thing I knew, I was walking out of school with my hands tightly clutching the straps of my backpack and a wide smile stretched across my face. I probably looked crazy to anyone who saw me, but I didn’t care. I had just had my first kiss. And even though it didn’t happen the way I used to imagine it, it still meant something. I always pictured my first kiss happening under a sunset, maybe while holding hands with the love of my life. I thought there would be music in the background or fireworks going off in the sky, something magical and unforgettable, just like in the many romance novels I stayed up late reading. I thought I would feel butterflies all over, or hear my heart beating loudly like a drum. That was how I always imagined it. But it didn’t feel exactly like that. There were no fireworks, no music, no dreamy sun
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