We reached Holden's car and Axel pushed me towards the front seat. When I tried to slip towards the back, he only pushed me in the direction of the front. I grunted and opened the door, sitting in the passenger's seat. I glanced at Holden as he buckled his seatbelt and sighed, looking out the window instead.
I mean, to anyone with eyes, it is obvious why I formed a crush on Holden Peterson all those years back. His dirty blond hair and green eyes would cause any girl to swoon. Not to mention his tall stature and boyish smile. The braces are a plus, and I can only imagine what his grin will look like without them. But not only is he physically attractive, but he's smart, he's sweet, he's a gentleman, and he's respectful. If that's not everything great in a guy, then I don't know what is.
