Christmas was coming, and I couldn't be more excited. For not only was school ending, but I was going home. In my excitement of Christmas, I began to talk a lot about my plans to her during class.
We both finished exams a little early, but her parents couldn't pick her up till later. So she was going to be stuck at school, with no reason to be there.
As we got talking, I learned that she lived in a town near my own. Then the idea struck me, perhaps I could drive her home.
I called my brother, who was planning on picking me up. He seemed chill with driving her, and so I told her and she was so thankful for me.
With exams over, the day came for my brother to pick us up. She came over to my dorm with all of her bags. We watched a movie waiting for my brother.
My brother came, and we filled his car full of our stuff. I sat beside her on the drive, we talked, casually, the whole way.
We got to her place, and I helped bring her stuff to her house. She wanted to double-check that she didn't forget anything in the car and thank my brother for driving her. So we returned to the car, and I jumped in the back seat, making sure nothing was hiding.
"I think you got everything," I told her, as her head peered into the back.
"Thanks again." She said.
I nodded as she kneeled against the seat.
As I began wondering if I should give her a hug goodbye, she suddenly leaned forward and gave me a kiss.
I blinked in shock as she pulled away quickly.
"Have a good Christmas!" She said, suddenly running back to her house.
My brother started laughing, giving a wave goodbye, putting the car back into drive.
