That summer I got to make pom-poms andcome the closest I ever had of living my dream of being a cheer leader.I got to practice the cheers with the gir...s and pretend I was cheeringon those cute foot ball players with a short skirt showing off myadorable legs. Legs which my mom once teased me at age fourteen in frontof Uncle Raymond and his family when I cut them shaving.When I was eighteen years old, I couldn't have been happier. Thegraduation gown was the closet thing to a dress I had worn in. Well, back to the Mars trip, right now. I made the flip and locked on Mars and started our deceleration. Since we were moving faster than we had expected, Mars was not exactly where we anticipated finding it, but it was close enough that I did not have to strain to aim for it. I was a little bit scared by traveling this fast, so I tried to slow us down as rapidly as possible. I was concerned that if I had made too many errors in my calculations, we were going to make a big splash in the Martian. . . onlyGinger.Ginger deduced that the prof had already called security from thetelephone receiver in his hand. With one hand behind her, she motionedfor Derek to make his way toward an open window they had noticedearlier. He was only too eager to comply. The old man turned white, put down the receiver, pulled the door shutbehind him as he went back outside screaming, " HELP. HELP. HELP."By that time, Derek was already out of the window, onto the ledge. Hewas joined a few seconds later by. Janice turned and faced me and our eyes met and I lent in and we had our first kiss. It was soft and gentle at first with our lips just touching. As the kiss proceeded our mouths opened and our tongues met for the first time. Her hand wrapped around my waist while her other hand touched my face. Janice pulled back."Oh my, " she said, "I wish I had tried this earlier."This time Janice leant in and kissed me holding my face in her hands. I caressed the back of her hair as our tongues swirled.