Rose wasn't sure how to approach Danny now that she knew what his lips felt like on hers. What was she supposed to say? Hey, nice moves, I almost fainted? That was sure to make him like her.
... although he must have liked her at least a little bit to have kissed her on that date in the first place. Or maybe he just thought she was cute. Both were perfectly reasonable conclusions, but Rose wasn't sure either of them were true.
It was that little voice in her head again, telling her lies and mocking her imagination. Rose had been having extra trouble with that voice as of late, and she had had a growing suspicion that it had something to do with Danny kissing her.
Why did he have to kiss her? It would have been so much easier if he had just pashed Alyssa, but NOO he had to kiss the one girl in the entire youth group who slipped into panic attacks at the slightest hint of social interaction. Some times were worse than others; that night had been a good one until Danny decided to plant one on her. Clearly, Rose still wasn't over it.
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unfinished snippets
RandomLittle things that I think of at random times - more or less an explosion of creativity straight from my brain. Sometimes I have ideas that i can't quite visualize so I put them here. Sometimes it's a snippet of a story I'm workshopping, other times...
