I was terrified; so terrified in fact that she finally had to make the move. This was after 6 weeks of dating. Not sure why I was so scared, maybe I didn’t want to fuck it up, maybe it was because she was the hottest girl in school, maybe I was just chickenshit.
I knew it needed to be done though; after-all, I had a reputation to uphold. I was a skateboarder kid; and everything that comes along with that label - I listened to rock music, did drugs, and had sex - a lot to live up to at that age. Maybe I was pretending to be something I wasn’t, and she would find me out. Anyway, she pulled me in and kissed me, I closed my eyes and kissed her back with as much passion and intensity that a 12 year old virgin could muster. Relief…this had been a long time coming and the weight had been lifted from my shoulders. I skipped away from that McDonald’s parking a complete bad-ass. Swagger. The following week I had sex with her best friend. She was not happy about that.