how to kiss a boy
- grab his waist
- slip your hand in his pocket
- steal his wallet
- dont even kiss him
- just run
I actually cried the whole way home.
The fear really kicked in. Of being alone in a different country.
I’ve agreed to doing it and have felt my confidence surge out of me.
But tonight it hit me. I might never go back to this life. My friends will move on without me. My mom will be deprived of the only person who sticks up for her. Stazzi loses his zombie fighter. Allegra loses her gay boy. Ana loses her burger queen.
I’m happy and proud of myself. But it makes me weak to think my life here will move on and grow without me.
I’ll miss you California.