Amelia

first person

Amelia is one of my friends. We hang out in groups of 10-15 girls. She's a very beautiful girl, with long black hair and blue eyes. A combination that captivates the eye. I often stare at her, and I don't know why my heart beats so loudly.

I gathered all my friends for a pajama party. Eight girls came, one of whom was Amelia. Her pajamas immediately caught my eye, and I caught her glances. We listened to fan fiction and discussed all the boys. I found the champagne my parents had hidden. One of the girls suggested spin the bottle. For a kiss.

I'm spinning. It landed on the girl across from me. Amelia.

“Don’t be shy, baby, it’s very simple,” I said and approached her.

The smell of your lips is so sweet. Why is something throbbing under my mask? I've kissed a hundred times, but boys can't do that. Everyone laughed together, and then immediately forgot. But not me, wait. I think I've fallen in love... With Amelia?

Amelia sits, biting her lip and staring into my eyes. My body is slightly flushed, as if I want something more. She doesn't look away. Her blue eyes seem to hypnotize me.