{"id":264553,"date":"2026-07-15T02:13:35","date_gmt":"2026-07-14T23:13:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/jason-and-marceline-jerry-spinelli\/"},"modified":"2026-07-15T02:13:35","modified_gmt":"2026-07-14T23:13:35","slug":"jason-and-marceline-jerry-spinelli","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/jason-and-marceline-jerry-spinelli\/","title":{"rendered":"Jason And Marceline – Jerry Spinelli"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Which is what happened. Some days. The best day of all being the Friday after Thanksgiving. We were with each other from ten in the morning till nine at night, most of it at the mall. I bet we did a hundred kisses that day. We\u2019d look in a shoe shop, kiss, look in a girls\u2019 store, kiss, buy a donut, kiss, take a bite, kiss\u2026 But most days we couldn\u2019t be together that much.<\/p>\n

And when we did see a lot of each other, we were usually in school. Now, for a lot of people, that\u2019s no problem. It\u2019s not unusual to see a couple trading spit in the middle of a hallway. But Marceline, she couldn\u2019t handle school hallways. So, if anything was going to happen at school, it was going to happen in a deserted cranny somewhere. We went looking a couple times, but by the time we found a cranny she approved of, the bell was ringing for next class.<\/p>\n

What all I\u2019m saying is, we carried your basic liplock about as far as it could go. I knew it was time to move on the day we were halfway through a kiss and I suddenly realized we both had our mouths open. Not much. Not gapers, like you see some kids in the hallways, two pythons trying to swallow each other whole.<\/p>\n

But still: open. Damn, I\u2019m thinking, what do we have here? Should I or shouldn\u2019t I? There was a lot to think about. Starting with, did Marceline realize her mouth was open? I mean, maybe she was like me, just getting into it and relaxing and having a good time, and her jaw just sort of slacked open without her even knowing it. One thing I did know\u2014I wouldn\u2019t try to take her by surprise, not if I wanted to come back out with a complete tongue.<\/p>\n

But, man, it was tempting. Just knowing it was there\u2026 open. And anyway, what if\u2014what if\u2014she did know? What if it was an invitation? Well, I had to find out, I had to know for sure. I started dragging my tongue up from its cranny. It didn\u2019t want to come. No way did it want to meet up with another tongue. Well, I could be stubborn too.<\/p>\n

Pretty soon I had it straightening out, crawling past the molars, past the fang teeth, up to my front teeth, even a little past my front teeth, right out to my lip line\u2026 nothing, nobody there. Just then the kiss ended, Marceline pulled away, and there I was, with my mouth open and the tip of my tongue peeking out. It shot back like a turtle into its shell.<\/p>\n

I prayed Marceline hadn\u2019t noticed.<\/p>\n

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\u201cSee?\u201d I said. \u201cSee what?\u201d said Marceline. \u201cThey\u2019re laughing at us.\u201d \u201cNot to mention giving us the finger.\u201d \u201cThat\u2019s right. Great way to start off ninth grade. Laughed at and fingered in the first five minutes.\u201d She pulled out her sunglasses, shook open the arms. \u201cYou could be on that bus. Laughing at me.\u201d She slid the shades on. \u201cNo,\u201d I said, \u201cI wouldn\u2019t. And you know why?\u201d She stared straight ahead.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou wanna know why?\u201d Her head swiveled slow and looked down on me\u2014down more than usual, because the sidewalk sloped toward the street, and she was on the high side. The shades owled at me. She didn\u2019t speak. \u201cBecause,\u201d I said, \u201cit wouldn\u2019t bother you.\u201d Her head swiveled away. \u201cShould it?\u201d \u201cYeah, it should, yeah. When people laugh at you, it\u2019s supposed to bother you.<\/p>\n

If I was on that bus, I\u2019d laugh at me too. Who walks to school when they live far enough away to take the bus? It\u2019s crazy. I deserve to be laughed at, and it bothers me, yeah. I\u2019m not the one that\u2019s unusual. You are.\u201d \u201cGuess I\u2019m just a freak of nature.\u201d Another bus went by. More laughing faces. I wished she would take the shades off. \u201cMarceline\u2014\u201d I held my arm out, stopping her\u2014\u201ctell the truth.<\/p>\n

If a whole busload of kids came along, and the bus stopped, right here\u2014right here\u2014and everybody on the bus\u2014everybody\u2014crowded at the windows and started laughing their asses off and pointing and all\u2014at you\u2014you mean to tell me that wouldn\u2019t bother you?\u201d She pushed my arm out of the way with her trombone case and moved on. I took this chance to slip around to the high side of her; now my eyes were almost even with hers.<\/p>\n

I nudged her. \u201cHuh?<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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