Channydraws

I close my eyes… Take a deep breath… And… The empty bottle spins against the hardwood, the glass clinking against the bumps and edges of the floor. It spins, the neck spinning past all the other people in the room. All of the people that I would have willingly kissed. The mouth of the bottle… Points to… Isaac. Everyone stares at me and utters a giggle as my face and the tips of my ears grow a bright red. I scoot over to him a little, biting my lip. He seems about as confused as I am as he leans closer to me, his lips inches away from mine. We both briefly look at each other before I pull him towards me and peck h