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should write a lot of them. You’re really good. When you’re done, you need to practice singing each one.” Then he went and got Dad’s old tape recorder out of the top of my closet. Honestly, I don’t even think it works, but they didn’t know that. He handed it to them. “When you’re done practicing, record your songs on this. Then we’ll see if we can find someone to turn them into a real album.”
    May started jumping up and down. “Are we going to be famous?” she asked Billy.
    â€œAre we going to be famous?” repeated June.
    Billy nodded his head slightly like he thought it was a definite possibility.
    â€œWe’re going to be famous!” they were both screaming and jumping. Before I knew it, May and June took the paper and the pens and the tape recorder, and they were gone. As loud as it had been in my room only moments before, suddenly it was completely quiet.
    â€œYou’re amazing,” I said. I did this little bow like I was worshipping Billy. But when I came back up, something happened that was even more amazing than Billy getting my sisters to go away.
    Billy caught my hands like it was possible I might fall over and he wanted to make sure I didn’t. I gave him a look like I wasn’t going to fall over, but he didn’t let go of my hands. Then he leaned over and kissed me.
    ON THE LIPS!
    He kissed me just for a few seconds and in a light, soft way, like I was a fragile doll that might break if he pressed too hard, but he definitely kissed me. It wasn’t like the toe-touching where I wasn’t sure if he knew our toes had touched or not. Our lips definitely touched, and we both knew they did.
    I didn’t move. I wasn’t sure what to do. Then, almost as soon as Billy started kissing me, he stopped, and looked at me. “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time,” was all he said.
    I looked at Billy. I wasn’t sure what to say. I was confused. First, the toe-touching. I thought I felt something, but it seemed like Billy didn’t, so I pretended I didn’t. Then he practically stopped talking to me, and then he said he wanted to come over and help me download music. It seemed like everything was back to normal, and then he kissed me. Part of me wanted to ask him why he kissed me and part of me just wanted him to kiss me again. All my thoughts were swirled together in my brain.
    Billy and I stood there for a few seconds, looking at each other. Then, the next thing I knew, May and June barged into my room and our moment ended. Billy cleared his throat. “Is your album done?” he asked them.
    â€œNot yet,” said May. “Your mom called and said you have to go home for dinner. Now!”
    â€œNow!” repeated June.
    They had their hands on their hips like they were the dinner police, and it appeared they weren’t going anywhere until Billy left. So he gave me a smile and walked out, but it was kind of a lopsided smile like he wasn’t sure about what just happened.
    And the truth is that I’m not sure about it either. It was my first kiss and it was with Billy. It sounds weird even saying it, but it was weird in a good way.
    This morning, the only thing my brain was thinking about was what songs I was going to download on my phone. Now, my brain is thinking about so many different things.
    What’s it going to be like between Billy and me now that we’ve kissed? Are we still friends? Are we more than friends? What’s going to happen when we go to camp?
    Should I tell Brynn what happened? I can’t NOT tell Brynn what happened. I tell Brynn everything. And if Billy and I become more than just friends, Brynn will know anyway. But what’s Brynn going to say? She always gets excited about stuff she calls “newsworthy,” but I’m not sure she’s going to be excited about this.
    The thing is … Billy and Brynn and I have always been the Three