Disclaimer! This is a real event with characters that exist, reflecting my own experience. I am also using false names for privacy reasons.

My name is Amelia. The story I'm about to tell you happened a while ago. I was 11 at the time, And he was 13. I didn't really know the difference between very close friends and romantic interests. So when I became very close friends with him, I thought I had a crush. His name is Cody. The first thing I did was tell my friend I had a crush. She was the one who pushed me to do it, I don't blame her for it. She didn't know what would happen.

He comes over to my house to play. I'm annoyed at how he spends time with my brother. I was just being petty. I pulled him aside before he started another duel with the toy lightsabers and tell him. He seemingly doesn't know how to react. He says yes and I get really excited.

The next day we go across the road to spend some time together. He seemed very genuine. It was going well until he asked the question.

"How do you feel about kissing?" He asks tentatively.
"I don't like it," I am quick to express.
"Okay," He simply says.

I...