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Man it's been a while since I've posted here. Did you miss me? Anyone? Anyone at all even remember me? Hello? Is anyone even reading this? :D Okay, well, anyways...What if Jim and Pam knew each other when they were five?

“Hi Mrs. Beesly, can Pam come out and play?”

 

“Hello there Jim. Just a second. Pam!

 

“Yeah mommy?”

 

“Jim’s here sweetie.”

 

“Hi Jim!”

 

“Hey! Let’s go play.”

 

“Alright.”

 

“Be home when the street lights come on.”

 

“Okay mom!”

 

“So, what are we gonna play?”

 

“How about cops and robbers?”

 

“That’s a boys game.”

 

“But it’s fun!”

 

“Alright, but I wanna be the cop.”

 

“Aw man. Okay, I’ll be the robber.”

 

“Cool.”

 

“That was fun. What now?”

 

“I have a question for you Jim.”

 

“What?”

 

“Do you know what the bid deal with kissing is?”

 

“Kissing? Eww, that’s the number one way to get cooties.”

 

“I know, but everyone is doing it. My big cousin and her boyfriend, my big brother and his girlfriend, and even my mom and dad.”

 

“Yeah, my mom and dad kiss to. Lucky my brother and sister are younger.”

 

“Why do they like it so much?”

 

“I don’t know.”

 

“Wanna try it?”

 

“Ewww!”

 

“Ewww!”

 

“Why would we?”

 

“I don’t know. But my brother says that I’m square or something. Just because I’ve never kissed a boy.”

 

“What boy would want to a girl?”

 

“What girl would want to kiss a boy?”

 

“That’s icky.”

 

“But…”

 

“But what, Jim?”

 

“Nevermind…”

 

“Oh come on. Tell me. Please”

 

“Maybe we could try it.”

 

“But you said eww.”

 

“I know, but then we wouldn’t be circles or something.”

 

“I think it’s squares.”

 

“Yeah. Just to see why they like it so much.”

 

“Okay, I guess. But first we need cootie shots.”

 

“D’uh.”

 

“Circle, circle, dot, dot, now we have our cootie shots.”

 

“Okay. How do we start Pam?”

 

“Well, my brother always gets his face real close to Tina’s, and then they close their eyes, and then they touch lips. Then sometimes, it even looks like they’re sucking on popsicles or ice cream, but it’s their faces.”

 

“Ick. Lets just do the touch lips part. For five Mississippi’s.”

 

“But how will we count?”

 

“Well…we’ll do it in our heads.”

 

“Okay. When I say one, we’ll close our eyes. When I say two, we’ll move together, and then when I say three, we’ll kiss for five Mississippi’s.”

 

“Gotcha.”

 

“One…two…three.”

 

“Well, that wasn’t too bad.”

 

“I guess not. I don’t know why they like it so much.”

 

“Me neither. It’s kinda boring.”

 

“Yeah… Rats! The street lights! I gotta go Jim, bye!”

 

“See ya later Pam!”

Chapter End Notes:
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