My first kiss..

Let me take you back to when I was in tenth standard. I was 15 then. Ill tell you how different I was. I had short hair with a small ponytail down the back which i could tuck behind the collar of my school uniform so I wouldnt get caught by the teacher or nuns. An aethist who was pushed to go for a retreat, specifically for Catholic students- to help us live our life 'meaningfully'. I wore my dad's clothes- atleast the tees and the pants were mine but a miniature version of my dad's with a lotta pockets.
If my school friends are reading this, they would be nodding their heads, remembering. And the Catholics would be laughing they're guts off. Now, we were there for 3 days-friday, saturday and coming back on sunday. My first kiss happened on a saturday. It was just after a session where the priest had made everyone close their eyes and meditate on what he said. By the end of it, everyone was crying. Apart from me.
That's cause I dozed off.
Anyway, after the session we had a one hour break where we could compose ourselves so we all gathered up in one room to talk. Since I didnt want to talk about my fabulous dream of me on a stage, playing a guitar and vent out my frustration on being rudely shaken awake, I decided to get my headphones. So I went back to my room to get them.
Here, I must tell you about one of the Catholic girls. Her name was Akshaya. She was tanned, one of those girls who were confident about their bodies (she had a good one to be confident about), had no qualms about showing it off(she was wearing miniskirts and heels on a retreat!) and was so clea about being a swim suit model that she told the priest! Well, she never really talked to a lotta people so I thought it was no surprise that she came up the stairs slightly late. As I walked past her to the other end of the corridor towards the room full of people, she stopped me.
I looked at her. She was teary eyed and I guessed she must be crying because of the previous session. I was uncomfortable then because I didnt know how to handle people crying(still dont) but she made it easier. She hugged me.
I patter her on her back awkwardly and told her the usual 'everything will be fine..blah blah..'
She hugged me tighter and said something muffled.
"What?I didnt catch that."
"I like you."
I looked down at her. Maybe she was feeling unloved or some crap like that. Since nobody talked to her. So I said-
"I like you too."
She smiled. And i thought she was fine now. "Ill go now.And dont listen to anything that priest says."
Her face fell since she guessed I didnt understand what she had said.She caught my hand and pulled me back.She caught my face in both her hands and her nose touched mine.
"I like like you."
It dawned on me then and before I could say anything, she kissed me.
My eyes widened. Ok, this is awkward.
I jumped back."Uhh..Akshaya..uhh..im like guys."
"No you dont.Give me the name of one guy you really like."
I dont know if it was about being disoriented but i couldnt think of anyone then.So I made up one.
"Oliver."
"Whose that?"
"Just you know..in my building.."
"But I thought you like girls."
"Why would you think something like that?"
"Because of the way you dress."
I looked down at my baggy trousers. And my white and blue (dad's) striped t shirt. Okay, maybe she's right.
I looked up at her and shrugged. "I'm sorry but nope. I like guys."
She nodded sadly and gave me a last hug.
I walked numbly towards the room and shut the door behind me, assaulted by the chatter. Rachel noticed my expression and asked, "What happened?"
"Nothing man. Everything's 'straightened' out."