My thirteenth summer
It was the end of the seventh grade. Keaton and I walked home together, we had been dating (in respect of Dustin) for 9 months. I said, "We need a change, because there is something wrong yet respectful here" Keaton looked at me with a questionable look, I tried not to smile, and successfully didn't but went on my tippy-toes (he was now taller than me) and kissed him. I had pulled away because my feet started to ache after a couple seconds (from tip-toes). We smiled, and started walking home again hand in hand.The best summer I've had was that summer.
TBC... (Next story... Brooklynn x Keaton)
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