I remember it like it was yesterday. It was amazing. I should start from the beginning. So it was Sunday, May 8th, 2011; one week before our 6 month anerversery. I was 13 he only ,6 months yonger, was 12. It was 1:00 in the morning. We were just laying on my couch (he was over for the whole weekend). We were talking and we somhow got on the topic of kissing. I asked (or tried to ask i couldnt i was to embarrest to so he had to guess my question) if he ever had his first kiss. He told me that he did. He told me the whole story about it. He then asked me if i ever did. Tecnicly most would say i did, but i dont count it as it was a dare and it was with my cousin. Then I asked (again he had to guess) if he wanted to kiss me. He said he did but was to scared after what happened after his first kiss (his girlfriend broke up with him a week later). I told him i wouldnt do that. We were both still to nervise as it was now 1:30am and my dad was still down stairs. We didnt kiss then because my dad had come up the stairs and sent me to bed. So i went to bed and woke up around 7ish. I walked into the living room and my boyfriend was already up (so we're the only ones up). Nothing happened then. So now its 6pm. We told dad we were going to the game room (which we were) but, when we got there it was closed so we decited to go for a walk around the block. We were at the corner of the road my street is on when my ankle ,and his, started bothering me (we had both fractured our right ankles). So we sat down on the rock that was there; it was not even 500 feet from my house. He had his arm around me, and i had my head on his shoulder. I turned so we were facing eachother. We were just staring in eachothers eyes. He was leaning in but kept pulling back. I could tell he was nervise. i stared leaning in to but he pulled back. After a while i could see he wanted to kiss me but was to scared so i said just do it, and he did. He kissed me. It may have only lasted a second but it felt much longer then that. After that we had to go home as dad had texted me it was time for him to leave (it was 6:55 we have to leave by 7 to get him home). so we got up (i almost fell over i was so happy). Both of us were blushing like crazy and i could barely talk. so we dropped him of at home around 7:30 he stopped blushing so much but i was still blushing like hell. Unlike me tho he couldnt stop smiling and his mom found out we kissed. I told my mom a few weeks later, but to this day neither of our dads know we kissed.