When I got home, my mom was still up, waiting for me. She asked me how my night was, and I tried to brush it off, not wanting to get into all the details. But she could tell something was up.

I sighed, flopping down onto the couch beside her. "It's just...Daniel and I kissed," I said, trying to sound casual. "But I don't know if it's going to work out."

I couldn't believe what had just happened. I had finally confessed my feelings to Daniel, and he had kissed me. But now, I was left standing here, feeling more confused than ever.

"Emily, what's going on?" she asked, concern etched on her face. "You can tell me anything."

I made a mental note to talk to him again soon, to try and get to the bottom of things. Until then, I would just have to be patient.

My mom put her arm around me. "Well, that's a big deal," she said. "But you have to remember that relationships take work. If you're feeling uncertain, that's normal."