• We were coming home from the store.It was kinda dark, so we barely saw him.Actually, dad almost ran him over. We pulled over."Joey? Are you ok?" I asked. I could smell the beer on him. He could barely stand.
    "Yo,Kirs.Think you could give me a ride home?" He was smiling like an idiot.
    "Of course.Get in." I helped him in and we drove to his house.
    When we got there, I walked him up to his door.Before I knocked on the door,Joey turned around and grabbed me. He kissed me,and I could taste the boose on his breath.
    "Joey, stop!" I was surprised.
    "Sorry.I couldn't help myself." He had a cocky grin on his face.
    "Whatever.." My face felt hot. I turned and knocked on the door.
    "Joey? What the hell?" Joeys dad was more confused than mad.
    "I'm sorry Mr. Martin. I found him down the road. I think he's drunk.
    We got him into his room and I left.
    The next day,Joey come up to me after school.
    "Hey.Um.. Listen. About last night..."He looked sheepish.
    "It's all cool. You were drunk." I hadn't meant the kiss.But aparently he thought I did.
    "It's still no excuse to just kiss someone like that. Even if you do like them."He smiled.
    "Well,even if you were drunk, it was a pretty good kiss." I smiled back.
    "Well," Joey said."maybe we should try again."He leaned in and kissed me. It was a lot better than last night.
    He pulled away and smiled. "Nice. Hey do you want to come to my house.I can give you a ride."
    I looked behind me. The busses were starting to leave."Sure."I smiled and followed him to his car.