You were pushing your little sister, Amelia, on a swing. She was 6 years old and just wanted to spend time with you. Then, a boy that you had seen once or twice from your school came up to you and started flirting with you. You, obviously, got annoyed and made some comments about him. When you were doing so, he kissed you. Then he walked away. Can you believe it? "You kissed a boy" Amelia teases "No, Amelia, the boy kissed me." You told her, still in shock. Later that day, you found him in his garage. You walked up to him "We need to talk." You said "About what?" he asked "You stole my first kiss!" You told him "What're you talking about?" he asked "I had it all planned out, it was supposed to be special and romantic and with someone with a high IQ. Not.. you." You said "Well, fine then. I don't even want your kiss. You can have it back" he said, before kissing you again. You were stunned. "I don't want it either, you can have it!" You said, in shock. You kissed him. You were surprised at your own actions. "Why am I so stupid?" You thought. You looked up and saw a wide grin on his face