OK so there's this girl from my neighborhood who has been chatting with me on Facebook every night. It's not exactly a secret that she crushes on me big time.

Last night there was a get-together at her house among her friends for her birthday. I crashed the party, but her parents adore me so they didn't care, especially her dad, who is one of those badass "nobody's good enough for my daughter" types of guys.

He feels that way about every boy who has the misfortune of existing around his daughter, except me. Not sure if I should feel honored or frightened.

After cake, etc., she and her friends decided to walk around the neighborhood, and I went along. Because why not. I was walking next to her, holding her hand.

I managed to find myself alone with her while her friends were way ahead. She was telling me how pleasantly surprised she was that I came. I didn't plan on it, but it made her happy so I'm glad I was able to.
Her friends were ahead enough that they didn't see us.

That's when I held her tight and kissed her.

Happy Birthday Maxine!