We sit on my bedroom floor asking random questions like most friends do. Beccah takes a sip of her soda.
"So does Miss Ashley like nachos?" she asks me twirling a long golden curl around her finger.
I giggle and reply saying, "With chili? No. Cheese? Hell yeah."
"I thought so. One must eat nachos at least one nacho chip in their lifetime. Or else," she snickers.
"Or else what?" I ask poking her repeatedly.
Beccah answers my question by tackling me then pinning me to the ground. I gasp then grin.
"Or else you get jumped by me, bitch," she states.
I roll my eyes. Typical of Beccah to act like this. She's so random and energetic. I look at her and she smiles at me, which makes me slightly blush. She squeezes my arms harder to hold them down.
"If you say so-"
"Have you ever kissed a girl before?" she asks cutting me off as she grins.
I nervously smile, trying to come up with an answer. "No-No, I haven't. Have you?"
"Same here," she giggles.
Her answer makes me hot and to make it worse she twists her legs with mine. I gulp slowly.
We both glance around the room until our eyes lock with one another's. She smiles at me and I return it.
"Do you want to try?" she whispers.
Do I? I ask myself. The thought of kissing this beautiful girl on top of me makes me dizzy.
I choke, "I, well... Beccah-"
Before I can even finish my sentence she lowers her head and kisses me softly. My heart rams up into my ribcage, and I stop myself from gasping.
Her touch is so gentle and warm; I just don't want her to break away. I close my eyes and focus on her lips, softly massaging hers with my own.
Either I'm hearing things or she quietly moaned, making me shiver. She parts slowly and throws her head back giggling nervously, her cheeks red.
Beccah still has me pinned underneath her, but now she gently lowers her body onto mine, creating butterflies in my stomach.
"Ashley, I-"
"I felt something, too," I say interrupting her. I want her to look at me, to know I really did feel something.
Like someone somehow answered my wish, she stops giggling and looks at me, her eyes sparkling for some unapparent reason.
"Beccah, I liked that a lot," I pull her down.
"I seriously think that was just as awesome as ice cream with an assload of sprinkles," she replies smiling.
I immediately know what she means and hug her tightly to my body, rubbing her back slowly.
"Beccah..."
"All I can say is surprise my friend."
Fin