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Writing 2203
Name: Leonardo Pereira da Silva
Writing 2203
Ms: Kennedy, L.
October 18th, 2013
My First Kiss It's hard to believe, but my first kiss was on a bus on the way back from school. And who knows? With my best friend! Can you believe it? So that was cool. Neither I nor she knew exactly what “the kiss“ was. Only movies.
We were inexperienced on this subject, and scared to death. But we learned. And so... I do not know if it was from a Biology class or Chemistry but Lais had sent me one of her thousands of little notes: ”You are my glucose metabolism.” Love you so much! Lulu.
She had signed with small letters, Lulu. Lulu was her nickname. Signed in small letters so tiny, I almost had pity, male instinct, kid stuff... And also though I do not know why, I decided to give her a chance, even without knowing what kind of thing would happen. The next day, after English, Lulu asked me to escort her home. On the bus, she came up with the following conversation: “A kiss can leave us exhausted, you know?” And I was silent. But she continued: “Depending on the kiss, we put into action 29 muscles, consumes about 12 calories and speeds up the heart to 70 to 150 beats per minute.” Then she took courage and took my hand. But she kept talking: “We also spend in the saliva, no less than 9 mg water, 0.7 mg of albumin, 0.18 grams of organic substances, materials greases 0,711 mg, 0.45 mg salts and at least 250 bacteria...” Then she came face to face with mine and, trembling, took off her glasses, took mine and we were looking at each other, up close. Enough for me to find out that without her glasses, her eyes were beautiful and expressive, bright blue. She kissed the tip of my nose; I closed my eyes and felt her panting. Her lips touched mine. First lightly, then harder, and then our mouths glued for a few
Writing 2203
Name: Leonardo Pereira da Silva
Writing 2203
Ms: Kennedy, L.
October 18th, 2013
My First Kiss It's hard to believe, but my first kiss was on a bus on the way back from school. And who knows? With my best friend! Can you believe it? So that was cool. Neither I nor she knew exactly what “the kiss“ was. Only movies.
We were inexperienced on this subject, and scared to death. But we learned. And so... I do not know if it was from a Biology class or Chemistry but Lais had sent me one of her thousands of little notes: ”You are my glucose metabolism.” Love you so much! Lulu.
She had signed with small letters, Lulu. Lulu was her nickname. Signed in small letters so tiny, I almost had pity, male instinct, kid stuff... And also though I do not know why, I decided to give her a chance, even without knowing what kind of thing would happen. The next day, after English, Lulu asked me to escort her home. On the bus, she came up with the following conversation: “A kiss can leave us exhausted, you know?” And I was silent. But she continued: “Depending on the kiss, we put into action 29 muscles, consumes about 12 calories and speeds up the heart to 70 to 150 beats per minute.” Then she took courage and took my hand. But she kept talking: “We also spend in the saliva, no less than 9 mg water, 0.7 mg of albumin, 0.18 grams of organic substances, materials greases 0,711 mg, 0.45 mg salts and at least 250 bacteria...” Then she came face to face with mine and, trembling, took off her glasses, took mine and we were looking at each other, up close. Enough for me to find out that without her glasses, her eyes were beautiful and expressive, bright blue. She kissed the tip of my nose; I closed my eyes and felt her panting. Her lips touched mine. First lightly, then harder, and then our mouths glued for a few