Throwback Thursday: First Kiss

I really had no intentions of blogging today. I was just planning on catching up on my blog reading, but then I ran across Bonnie's Throwback Thursday: First Kiss and figured why not. I don't know many people who can say they had a great first kiss. Kissing for the first time is super awkard; does he want to kiss me, do I want to kiss him, do I tilt my head to the left or the right, do I have bad breath, etc. 
My first kiss happened in 7th grade. He was an 8th grader, so I thought I was super cool to be going out with an older boy. My friend, Jill, was going out with one of his friends, so we all decided to hang out at his house one night. Daniel and Jill had been together for awhile, so they had kissed many times and seemed very comfortable having a makeout session. Jill and I had talked about it, and I knew this was going to be the night I had my first kiss. Cory and I were sitting on the couch holding hands when he leaned over and just started attacking my mouth with his mouth and tongue. There was no slow, lets just peck first and see how this goes, he just shoved his tongue down my throat. This went on for what seemed like an eternity, but was probably just a minute or two. I finally pulled away saying I needed to use the restroom. I really didn't think this was how kissing was supposed to feel. I know this was my first kiss, so I had nothing to base it off of, but I really did not think he was a good kisser. I knew I did NOT want to kiss him again, so I avoided his attempts the rest of the night. I broke up with him about a week later. My second kiss was much better... 

7th grade cheerleading picture. I'm on the far right - check out that big hair! 
How old were you when you had your first kiss?