TikTok History

A flamingo dance of Mexican jumping beans were bouncing like bees in a bottle against my amped up insides.

Back and forth, back and forth I paced; an invisible path wearing into our Target-style, rectangular throw rug.

Holy crap, I was going to do this!

I had to do this.

I told all my girls I would.

"Bro, OMGeee!", I shrieked with my BFF, Kale, over Facetime. "I can't do it!"

"You so can, Masey!" she laughed, before hanging up on me.

When my basement door opened, and Jordy called out, I jumped in my skin and ran to the bottom of the steps, tossing one last anxious look over my shoulder to see if my phone was recording.

As he stepped down into our basement, a light breeze pushing him towards me from upstairs, I pressed my lips upon his. Tasting the cherry cola he must have just drank, I smiled when he opened his mouth and deepened the kiss. As he lost his hands in my hair, we made teenage TikTok history.

Eeek!

I kissed my best boy friend!

And he kissed me back!

OMGeee!