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being a battlefield.  

 
    Tate is on his side facing me and he pushes a strand of my hair behind my
ear and asks me how I got so pretty. He does this to me all the time,
embarrasses me with talk like that. Tate sees me completely different then I
see myself, I guess that’s what they mean when they say love is blind. I mean
don’t get me wrong I know I’m not ugly but Tate seems to think I could have a
career as a model. I tell him he’s prettier than I am and it’s true. Tate has
this perfect black silky hair that flops into his face at just the right angle.
He has these piercing blue eyes and if you look really closely into them you’ll
see that his right eye has a little slice of gray in it. Even at fifteen you
can tell he’s going to have a body to die for. He has a long torso and flat stomach
with the beginnings of a six pack. He has broad shoulders and a slim waist. His
arms are beginning to have a hard round muscle in them and when he tickles me
on the bed I can tell how strong he’s getting. If he wanted to hold me down
there would be nothing I could do about it.

 
    “Tate, stop! Bobby and Asia are right there and they’ll hear us” I plead
as I playfully smack his bicep.

 
    Tate stops and looks deep into my eyes and before I know what’s about to
happen he takes my face in his hands and kisses me right on the mouth with
those soft pink   lips of his and I turn
to liquid right there on that bed. My stomach feels like I have just been
basket tossed into the air by my cheer team but so high that I am turning
around and around over and over again before I start my decent. And just as I
think I am descending, Tate’s tongue gently eases my lips open and it’s in my
mouth searching for mine.

 
    It makes me think of the video from school where the baby giraffe is born
and somehow just knows how to stand up and walk. I don’t know how but I am like
that baby giraffe and I just know what to do. I meet his tongue with mine and
we simultaneously moan quietly into each other’s mouths. Tate takes one of his
hands from my face and wraps it into my hair and I do the same in his with both
of my hands. His hair is so soft I could run my hands through it all day but as
fast as we started Tate pulls away and looks into my eyes again.

 
    “I love you, Brooklynn. I love you like no one else ever can or ever
will. You will always be mine and if the day ever comes that I can’t have you,
know that no one else can either. Remember that, Brook, no one else can ever
have you.”

 
    Tate is so serious that it takes my breath away to hear him say these
words and it scares me a little if truth be told. He must see the fear in my
eyes and a smile slowly crosses his face and it makes me smile.

 
    “Did you like doing that?” Tate shyly asks. “Can we do it again?”

 
    I nod yes and once again his lips are like magnets drawn to mine, his right
hand is on my face and this time his left hand is around my back pulling me
closer to him. I lose myself in the contact from his body, I feel the warmth of
him pressed against me and it’s soothing. His kisses taste like the minty gum
he is always chewing, that I think he must have swallowed before kissing me and
now I’m pissed that I wasn’t chewing gum too. What do my kisses taste like? I’m
trying to remember what I ate or drank last, and did I brush my teeth before I
went to his room? Yes, now I remember I did brush my teeth... good… my breath
must be minty fresh too. Then another thought comes to mind, thank God I got my
braces off last month or this could be ugly.

 
    After I don’t know how long Tate and I are interrupted by Asia who says
that it’s late and we better hurry back to our room so with one last kiss on
the lips, without tongues this time, Asia and Bobby are watching, Asia and I
head back to our room where I find the phone already ringing and I know that it’s
Tate.

 
    “My lips are swollen and red, how are yours?” is what