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I pull my lips away and I feel….nothing.
No sparks.
No butterfly tummy; Cosmo Girl said I’d have a butterfly tummy.
I look up at his blushing, freckled face. I can still taste the cola flavour from his lips.
Boys are cheering. That really annoying boy from Truham slaps Nick on the back.
It’s not how I imagined my first kiss would be.
Why is being thirteen so confusing? Where were the fireworks?
Maybe Google would know?
Or Darcy? Yeah, Darcy will know... I’ll ask her later.
He smiles at me, I smile back.
And yet…I feel nothing.