I walked into my new school. I saw John standing there.
"What did I say about calling me kid?"
I bit my lip, wanting him to kiss me already.
"Will you come to the New Year dance with me?" I was shocked. John had asked me to accompany him to a dance!
"Yeah. Alright. As what? A friend or something?"
"My, uh, my date?"
My smile had gotten wide, but never as wide as it was that day. I nodded my head kissed John's cheek. He turned his head quickly and pecked my lips. After he pulled away from the millisecond long kiss, I was disappointed. He must have seen it because he pulled my lips to his and kept them on mine for a while. Our lips moved in sync. Only three minutes until the bell, better make it count. I tried to pull away to smile, but after one second of smiling and taking a breath, he pulled me back in the kiss. The bell rang and we walked to our lockers, hand and hand.
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Hunters of LoveGeneral Fiction
Annabel is a thirteen year old girl who moves from London to Indiana and meets a boy named John. Their relationship grows intimate, then something happens.