Kurt tapped his pencil against the desk top as his eyes scanned the math textbook. The teacher had assigned several pages of problems to work out for the next day. Kurt's tail swished impatiently as he struggled with an equation.
"What a way to end my birthday, ja? Stupid algebra," muttered Kurt
There was a soft knock at the door. Kurt sighed and raked his odd-shaped fingers through his thick hair. The last thing he needed was a distraction. He had already put this assignment off until right before bed. However, he didn't want to be rude to his friends who had been so generous to him today.
"Come in!" he called, glancing sideways at the door.
The door creaked open and Kitty poked her head in. "Hey, Kurt. Do you have a minute?"
Kurt grinned. He didn't mind being distracted if it was Kitty. "Ja. Come in," he offered.
Kitty stepped into the room. She smiled nervously and looked everywhere but at Kurt. The young man studied her curiously. He had never seen her so anxious.
"Did you need something?" he prompted. He rose from his chair, stretching leisurely. He was surprised to see her blush.
"I just wanted to give you…your birthday present," she murmured, ducking her head.
Kurt tilted his head to the side. "But you already gave me a present, ja. At dinner…with the others."
Kitty smiled shyly. "I have another gift for you."
Kurt blinked his bright yellow eyes. "What?"
"Close your eyes. And no peeking, Kurt Wagner!" she demanded, wagging her finger at him.
The young man smiled and did as he was told. He could hear Kitty take a deep breath. Kurt was anxious to find out what the surprise was.
Warm lips pressed against his. Kurt's eyes flew open. Kitty was leaning forward, kissing him softly. He stood frozen, too shocked to react. After a moment of hesitation, he dared to kiss her back.
Kitty pulled away, her cheeks a crimson red. "Happy birthday, Kurt," she muttered under her breath. Then she became intangible and dropped through the floor.
Kurt stared at the spot where she had been standing. His first kiss. He smiled to himself. Kitty had been a great kisser, just like he had always imagined.