My hands gripped the wheel. I glossed my lower lip with my tongue. I relaxed my hands on the wheel. I wiped my hand on my pants leg.
Air forced its way out of my chest. I was not the only one breathing heavy, though. A side glance. Were we ready for this?
A weak smile formed on my face, "It's like a child trying to walk, that's all it is.
But they do fall in the process." I added grimly.
Images of twisted metal imprinted themselves on my brain. Being sixteen was not as easy as I thought it was going to be.
I pushed my brown hair back. I shifted to drive. I pushed the gas.
My driving adventure had begun!
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Ok, the part in quotes is really what the sixteen year old is thinking, NOT saying...just wanted to clarify.
Oh, the driving experience. Oh, the wet lips. Oh, the deep breaths. Oh, how many times can I say Oh. Tee Hee!
Can you guess who voted for the other world thing?
Aren't thoughts italicized?
Yes, but I copied the scene from what I wrote on paper. I can't italcize my hand writing, or I really don't want to make the effort. :)
Anyway, like the dork that I am, I copied exactly what I had on my paper, including quotations. hehehehe...
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