My first kiss was at a sleep-away camp, and it was very awkward and over quickly. And that was that. It was just the weirdest thing, and I thought, 'That was it? Get out of here!' I didn't even know his last name.

I was 13 and at summer camp when I had my first kiss.

I waited for my first kiss.

My first kiss was actually in a graveyard.

Quinn, I..." He whispers the words, unfinished, into my mouth as the space between us disappears and our lips finally touch. A thousand fireworks explode inside me, and I feel them in him too, in his lips on mine, and his hands in my hairm and the way we pull each other closer

I don't remember having a crush on a boy when I was a girl. I don't even remember my first kiss.