Dean's kisses (A Love Story Made By A Kid)

Hi. My name is Chantelle x I am 12 years old. This boy who has a crush on me, his name is Dean. He's my age. One day at a restaurant, Dean and I were just getting kissy. It was fun getting kissy. One morning, I got up and took a shower then went outside early in the morning. When I was walking, I bumped into a pole. Then a flyer fell on my face. I picked it up and looked at it. It had a picture of Dean and me kissing. And it stated, "Dean and Chantelle funny love."

I ran around town and collected all of them before anyone read them. Then I hurried home. When I got home, I burnt down all the flyers. Then I sat on the couch, thinking, Who could have done this? I knew it wasn't mom, my big sister, Ellie, who is officially 16 years old, or dad, because they had no camera. It was very strange. At night while I was in bed, guess who came up and kissed me on the head? It was DEAN! I looked at Dean quickly, going, "Whoa!" Then I smiled at him and said, "You scared me, Dean!" Then he said, "Sorry." One day at a race, a 14-year-old bully said he was jealous at me for winning the race. He then started yelling at me, which made me cry. Later at my house....I sat in my bedroom in tears when Dean came up. "Hey Chantelle, are you alright?" Dean asked, sitting next to me on my bed. "No, Dean. There's this bully. He yelled at me for winning the race. How could he yell at me instead of cheering for me? Why would he do this to me?! Why?!" I said in between gasps for air. "Listen, I heard his voice get louder!" "Awwwwwwwwwwww, I know, Chantelle, I'm so sorry." Dean said softly. "Hey, Chantelle, can I come in?" The bully asked, knocking on my door. "Come on in!" Dean called. The bully walked into my room and saw Dean rubbing my back while I was in tears. "Are you okay, Chantelle?" The bully asked. "No! No, I'm not! How could you get all jealous and boss me around when I won the race?!" "Awwwwwwwwwwwwww, I'm sorry, baby!" the bully said, kissing my bottom lip. It felt good when he did that to me. Dean became jealous of the bully. The bully looked at Dean and made a worried face. "What? It was just a "sorry" kiss," he said. Dean got that angry look off of his face and smiled. Then he kissed me on the head and I smiled at him. The bully left my room.