Seventh.

Well I can't wait to get my first car even though my birthday is eleven months away from turning sixteen. Driving gives you a feel of freedom and danger. I love being in a car with a guy driving down a dark road holding hands, having that movie moment, where he looks at you with the sweetest smile and your heart drops into your stomach. Singing along with the music, as he stares at me and chuckles to himself while i entertain him with that horrible voice of mine that he finds so cute. He tells me he loves me as I leave the car with hesitation and can't resist going back for one more kiss. I miss it, I miss a boy being there for me without wanting anything sexual... All he wants is me as myself. I guess Mr. Right hasn't come galloping around the corner on his white horse. High School boys are over-rated but still so addicting.