A few days ago at school during lunch, I was talking to my friends and was telling them about how I cant blush. As I said this, one of my classmates was walking by and over heard me. Later in class, I asked my teacher if I could go get a drink of water, and my classmate (lets call him Ben) asked if he could go to the bathroom. My teacher said yes, and we both got up to leave. After we both left the room, Ben closed the door and asked if it was true that I can't blush. I explained to him that yes it was true. Not even in the most embarrassing moments have I ever blushed. He began to slowly walk towards me, not stopping, until my back was against the wall. Ben then put both of his arms on the wall on both sides of me. Keep in mind that I barely know him, and we have been going to school together for about three quarters now. He put his face close to mine and whispered "I guess we will have to fix that."; He leaned in and kissed me. I didn't know what to do. I didn't have feelings for him, and I certainly was not friends with him. We stayed like that for only a moment, his lips on mine, before I kneed him in the gut and pushed him off of me. He fumbled back a few steps, then looked at me like I was the one who tried to kiss him. I gave him a dirty look, then walked back to class.
