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My first actual kiss was the summer between seventh and eighth grade. I fell in LOVE with my neighbor, Chris. We were very good friends and hung out together all the time. One day we went swimming at the lake; I can still remember that I was wearing a blue and black Speedo and Chris was wearing navy blue swim trunks. We both knew that we liked one another and flirted shamelessly. The lake smelled fishy and I didn’t like the way the sand squished between my toes. We swam far out by the ropes and treaded water silently, grinning at each other. My heart was beating so hard. Chris had the best smile, with a dimple on his left cheek and bright blue eyes. He gave me that look and pushed his face into mine, and suddenly his lips were pressed over mine and I remembered I was supposed to close my eyes. He tasted of summer and the lake and first love, and it was wonderful.