I drive around for a little while with Noah in the passenger’s seat, and then I drive him to his house.
“Finally, you get to drop me off at my own house, and not the other way around.”
“Yeah, well don’t get used to it because gas is expensive.” I laugh as he leans over to give me a kiss on the lips.
“I know I know, I’m a gentleman and all that.”
“Yeah you are.” I smile and wait for him to get out, before I start driving back towards my house.
When I get inside, it doesn’t take longer than a few seconds for my mother to ask me if I got my license.
“Yeah, I did.” I proudly say.
“Can I see it?”
She doesn’t ask because she doesn’t believe me. She asks, because for the first time in all my eighteen years, she’s finally proud of me.
“It’s in the car.”
“What car?”
“Oh…uhm. Noah bought
