Allie Urvand, 13
I was 13, he was 15. We had been friends for a while, and I was so glad when he asked me out. We had been dating for about a month and he hadn't made a move to kiss me (I always let the guy make the fist move). The Halloween, our 4 week anniversary, and his birthday all happened to be on the same day. We were hanging out at a friend's house, and his foster dad (who insisted he followed us) said it was time for him to go. Before he left I pulled him closer (we had been holding hands almost all night) and we kissed. It was really short and awkward because everyone (including his foster dad!) was watching us. After he left all my friends and I spazzed out and went screaming down the streets.