First Kiss part I: Freshman Year

So... it's getting colder. Please don't die of lack-of-bundling. Wear a scarf. Functional and fashionable. Win-win.

I've officially moved into the new BYUB Building on campus. There are windows! It's really exciting to be able to see the trees and know what the weather is. It's also handy to know whether or not a zombie apocalypse is occurring. In our old building, I was at an extreme disadvantage -- not knowing about a zombie attack until they were inside my dismal cave of a cubicle? What kind of secure feelings is that supposed to incur?

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So one of my favorite stories of my life is the story of my first kiss. It's super precious. I'm a little conscious of who will be reading this, but whatev. It's a good story for all to enjoy. Like a for-reals chick flick.

I've decided to tell it in 6 short parts because the story is kinda long. Here's part one:

Freshman Year:
I was 13 when I started high school. I turned 14 during the year. During the last 9-weeks of my freshman year, I was in a PE class with my best friend Laura, some random people, and a cute boy named Alex. I liked Alex pretty much from the first time I saw him.

Now -- remember my 8th grade year? Well this is only one short year later. I was still uber awkward and poorly dressed, but I don't think I was aware of it. So it didn't really matter. I only knew I wanted New Balance shoes because Brittany Ferguson had New Balance shoes.

Somehow Laura and I started becoming friends with Alex. We started chatting and flirting during the boring lectures about fitness and calorie-intake. I used to pull on his leg hairs and giggle when he would grab my hand to make me stop. That was actually a pretty good tactic. Maybe I should give that a try now, see how it goes over. Alex started asking me when Mormons were allowed to date.

Much to his chagrin, I couldn't date until I was 16.

Much to my chagrin, this led Alex to get a girlfriend named Kendra.

Much to her chagrin, this didn't really stop Alex's and my flirtation.

But pretty soon the summer came and our relationship was put on hold. I went to girls camp and EFY and didn't think about Alex. He probably played soccer.


Then came Sophomore year.