You could say that my driving skills have gotten better, but that depends on how you judge them. I'm not the type to take a Sunday drive and am scared to drive to fast because I could wreck. I'm the type to drive whatever speed I want and not give a fuck. Its the thrill that makes a person. Pluse I was so hyped up about going on a date with Ryan. Well at least that's what he called it. I wonder if he ment an actual date, or is it a British thing to say that. I mean he did give me his number, but he could have just ment it as a friendly gesture. Oh well I'm not gonna deal with it now.
When I zoomed into the driveway, and I stummbed out of my car to hurry and get my churrs done. I would have to take a shower and plan an outfit without taking forever. I ran to the garage to get the lawn mower ready then began my punishment.
By the time I finished two hours had already passed. I need to hurry. Back inside my room I planned my outfit. Not to formal but not trashy. I decided a knee high light pink summer dress and some cute sandels. I waved my hair and did winged eyeliner and mascara with conseler. Taking a glance in my body mirror, I looked pretty good.
"Bye mom I'm going out, I finished my punishment. I'll be back in a bit, love you!" I yelled across the house so my mom could here.
Wait he said to call him.
Ring ring. Ring ring. Ring ring," hello." The deep sounding voice of Ryan answered on the other side of the phone.
"Hey it's Lissy, you said to call when I was ready." I said hoping he didn't forget.
"Oh yea. Let me be a gentalmen and come pick you up. Give me about 10 minutes, okay." He said as a car door shut in the background.
"Okay see you then." I responded then hung up.
Okay so now I wait. I might as well go inside and wait its a little humid out today. I went back inside reluctantly and laied down on the couch. I was startled however when the ground shook and a loud bang was heard. I passed it off as a sonic boam though. Then the doorbell rang loudly through out the house.
"I got it!" I yelled
When I opened the door I was taken aback by Ryan as he stood on the front stoop. He was wearing a sexy gray long sleeve sweater with a white skirt underneath accompanied by a pair of faded light blue jeans.
He was way to sexy for his own good.
"Hey satire." He said obviously taken aback by my appearance.
"To much?" I asked unsure as I gestured toward my outfit.
"No! .... Your just right- I meant you look good- I-I mean it's just right."he stuttered as a red tint went across his face.
"Thanks." I said as I laughed at his obvious nervousness. Which is so cute.
He then ran over to the passengers side of his car and opened the door. I totally forgot that he drove such a sleek gorgeous car.
"You coming or what."he said then I realized he was opening the door for me.
I ran over and as I slid into the car I looked up at him and gave a warm smile. He closed my door then lightly jogged over to the drivers side and got in. The car soon roared to life and we were off to the diner.
"Its different driving here." He said out of no where.
"Why?" I asked wanting to know where this sudden statement came from.
"Well for starters the roads in Britain are opposite from America and so are the cars. My old car had to drivers side where your sitting." He said scrunching his eyebrows together as he explained.
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Loving To The Touch
Teen FictionLiving a normal teenage life, Lizzy was just starting her junior year at Carter High, and just like all the other schools there was clicks. The jocks, cheerleaders, the goths, nerds, and so on. But Lizzy was not really part of any clicks. At leadt s...