hed kissed one when he was in eighth grade . my black pants are dry , but stiff , likewise my now clean sweater set . spencer sighed , a nervous sensation fluttering through her . i could hear her calling after me , something about being scared . 'last week sometime , i think - or maybe the week before . ' picking up my phone , i turn `` hurt '' off and sit up , sliding my legs over the edge of the bed . she could tell the woman felt exactly the same way about her . 