Tiffany

"Tiffany," Ms. Miller says.

You see Tiffany crack a slight smile at you. You feel a little nervous. Despite her weird appearance, Tiffany was quite attractive and doing a romantic scene with her could get awkward. Tiffany takes you by the hand and leads you to an open spot. Ms. Miller gives you each a piece of paper with lines from the scene.

"Sorry if I suck at this," You say to her. She giggles.

"Don't worry, I'll probably be no better at it," she said.

You read the lines on the paper and find out that it ends in a kiss. You started to feel really nervous now. You're glad that you at least brushed your teeth so you don't have bad breath but you worried that you wouldn't be a good kisser.

You and Tiffany had memorized the lines as Ms. Miller announced that they would start presenting.

"Any volunteers?" She asked.

"Doug and I will go!" You hear Tiffany yell as she raises her hands.

You didn't really have stage fright but no one wants to present first. You preferred to go in the middle.

"Okay," Ms. Miller gleefully said.

With the entire classes' eyes locked on you, you began to recite your lines as Tiffany recited hers. You found yourself thankful that you and Tiffany didn't switch roles due to her being a good six inches taller than you.

The scene was approaching the kiss as you started to sweat. As Tiffany said her final line, she grabbed your head and pulled it towards hers. Her lips touched yours as she gave you a rough but passionate kiss. You felt her tongue enter your mouth and you heard your classmates' cheers. The kiss felt like it was an hour long when it was really 15 seconds. Tiffany finally broke the kiss and you took a deep breath.

"That was fantastic," Ms. Miller said clapping her hands. "Great job, both of you."

The class applauded the both of you as you took your seats. Some of the guys gave you high fives. The class flew right by after that. You didn't have any more classes with Tiffany so you didn't see her the rest of the day. The school day finally ended and you went to your locker to get the things you needed for homework. You then felt someone touch your shoulder. It was Tiffany.

"Hey, Doug," she said with a big smile on her face.

"H-hey," you stutter.

"Sorry if I was a little rough," she said. "But you took it pretty well, you're a good kisser."

That made you feel really good. You never kissed a girl that you weren't related to in a year and it felt good to know that you still could do it.

"Do you want to hang out with me tonight?" She asked. She seemed a little nervous.

You weren't sure how to answer. You had a lot of homework to do and you preferred to do it all on Friday. But you really liked Tiffany. After think about it for a few seconds, you answer: