Five Times My Best Friend Kissed Me: and One Time I Kissed Him First

by Anna Martin

a long time, he’d sucked. But wasn’t that always the way of it? First you sucked, then you practiced, then you got good.

capture his best friend’s essence. Bold and bright and imperfectly perfect.

All of the padlocks got reset at the beginning of the year to a 0000 code; setting it took concentration, and Evan tuned out of the conversation as he adjusted the number to 0808—Scott’s birthday.