Jaguar.

Okay, so I haven't posted this because my internet was down when it happened and I kinda forgot till now.
But that cute guy in my Driver's Training class
(we'll call him Jaguar, cuz Kelley says he looks like one)
and I drove together.
Mhm.
That's right.
That day I had to wake up at 5am on a Saturday,
I drove with him.
And oh my poseidon.
He is gorgeous.
He is beyond gorgeous.
He is breathtaking.
Christina says he looks like Christofer Drew (nevershoutnever)
but I think he's a milliontimes better.
I'm just sad because he and I only talked once at the drive and once afterwards.
Here are our two (fabulous) conversations.

Jaguar: "Do you want to drive first?"
"No, I mean, I don't really care."
"Okay, well then I will."

Next one.
Me: "Hey, Jaguar, how do you think I drove?"
"Oh, I thought you did well."
"Really? Anything bad about it?"
"Haha, well when you pulled out of the parking space..."
"Oh yeah, haha. I was nervous."
"Me too."
"You weren't scared for your life though?"
"Mm.. no."
Smile.
Smile.


And that's it. :T It's been more than a week since then... and all we've done yet is exchange looks. But Catie did add him on Facebook!
Apparently he's a grade lower than me and in a different school... but I can live with that.
Yeah, he is that perfect.
If only I was.
:T