This Week's Prompts1.) Write about a time you had to crawl through a window.
It must be noted that I didn't "have" to crawl through this window - I just did it, okay?
It was Fall 1983 and I had just started dating "that boy" the one that had been my friend since junior high school. The "geeky" guy that was handsome and quirky and smart and fun to be around...
He threw a big party - every last one of the cool kids showed up - and he and I ended up on a hammock, kissing. As simple as that he was now my boyfriend...he asked and I said that I would love to be his girl.
He was excited to have a girlfriend and I was excited partially because I "stole" him from someone who knew she liked him "more than a friend" before I did. And partially? Boy howdy, I knew I liked him "more than a friend" when he kissed me! That fellow could kiss! Remember those kisses? The exciting ones that curl your toes.
Yeah, me too.
He had a best friend and as a pair they used to tease me. They both came over one Sunday night. Super late, probably 11pm (ha!) after a Yes concert (Or was it Rush?) and knocked on my window.
Very daring as my parents room was DIRECTLY above mine.
We talked through the window - at one point I climbed out so we could lay on the grass and talk some more - then after a sweet parting kiss, I climbed back in and dreamt the sweet dreams of young love.
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