"In her entire life she had only had three kisses which mattered to her. There was her first kiss, courtesy of her first boyfriend. How could anyone forget that. The next was given by someone who made her entire sophomore year miserable. She disliked him intensely, but at the same time there was always that spark, and in that kiss there were a million unvocalized thoughts. The third was her doing. The brilliant, rebellious, misfit in her small town. How could she not fall for him. That kiss was so sudden and intense, she still blushes when she thinks of it." True she had had other kisses since then, but those three are one that she compares them all to. And those are the ones to which no one since has ever measured up."