First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ America’s Not-So-Sweetheart by Blair Hanson
Joaquin’s told me he doesn’t want to be my boyfriend anymore, but it’s kind of hard to tell based on the way he’s kissing me. We’re sprawled out on the baseball field behind Raccoon Hill Elementary, quietly thankful that the mosquitoes have disappeared like the hot nights of midsummer. Passion on his lips, his hands down near my hips, his body somehow finds mine in the dark. We are two boys, kissing out in open space for the world to see, and it’s just -God, I feel so fluffy and powerful and weak. So not me.