I’m From South Charleston, OH.

I am in fifth grade, coming down the short hallway that connects the cafeteria to the hall with the lockers in it when it happens.

Aaron, one of the “bad kids,” one of the boys who know all of the swear words and somehow can get their hands on cigarettes, comes up behind me and grips my shoulder, turning me around. I begin to panic, wondering what I’ve done wrong. He grabs both my arms, and without saying a word pulls me to him, kissing me deeply on the lips.  Then, just like that, he is gone, back to his group of delinquent friends. He never looks back. I stand there, stunned, and unsure of what to do.

Our assistant principal, on lunchroom patrol, sees the whole thing. He orders me to follow him down to his office and snaps the door shut behind us. “Why did Aaron do that? Have you kissed him before?”

I stare down at my scuffed Reeboks.  “N..no.  I swear.  I’m scared of Aaron!”  I’ve never even gotten detention before, let alone been called to the principal’s office. I’m a GOOD kid.

He isn’t done with me yet.  “Good.  Never, ever, do.  It’s bad.  Promise me.”

“I promise” I whisper, unsure of what’s happening.

He looks relieved. “If that EVER happens again, I want you to punch Aaron just as hard as you can in the mouth. You won’t get in trouble if you hit him, you have my word. Never let another boy kiss you again.”

I leave the office, shaken, and walk down the hall towards my classroom. To this day, fifteen years later, I’ve never been able to bring myself to break that promise.


  1. That’s too bad. Kissing can be a zesty enterprise.

  2. If anyone ever tells you kissing is wrong, I want you to punch them just as hard as you can in the mouth. Never let another person control your love again.

  3. I’m dying to know what became of Aaron, too… How awesomely confident of him.

  4. I hope you will begin to understand that assistant principal was way out of line asking for that promise from you, and therefore you have no obligation to keep it. He used his position to sexually abuse you. That is disgusting. Kissing another boy is not.

  5. Kiss as many boys as you can, you have our permission and more importantly, you have your own. Go forth and kiss and never mind what that stupid assistant principal said fifteen year ago.

  6. Find him in the freakin’ phonebook and lay one on him!

  7. It’s about time you got back at your principal for not being your pal. What better way than to summon your courage and pin a beautiful man against a wall and kiss him long and hard?

    Good luck.

  8. I think the principal was jealous,

  9. When I was younger, I never kissed anyone either. Now, no one will tell me not to kiss anyone. I kiss most people when I say good bye. Men and women! I prefer to show people how I feel about them. It doesn’t have to be on the lips, and most aren’t, but it lets them know you care.

  10. I know where you’re coming from I think. I have never kissed anyone in my whole life (kindergarten doesn’t count :P). So when I finally let my guard down, it freaked me out completely and I lost the guy. That was last year, haven’t kissed anyone since and I’ve had plenty of opportunities. But I’m not ready to let go of my insecurities YET. One day I will, and so shall you. :). Love Simeon.

Comments are closed