9th grade
9th grade
Only 2 more years till I could drive. Only 4 more years till I graduate high school, and then go to college.
12 more years till I marry the love of my life.
High school is tough. Its socially awkward. You know only the people that you have been in school with for years.
But my constant was right next to me. She held my hand everyday walking in to school.
I had my learner's permit but it said I couldn't drive with anyone but an adult. It didn't matter. I would still pick her up and bring her to school. We only got caught about 4 times. The way her face lit up when I drove up in that disgusting car made my world.
I always want to be the on that put that smile on her face.
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