Wow. This was really hard to write. Not that there's anything angsty, but I had a lot of writer's block, so it may be rushed and more OOC than usual... I promise to make up with the next chapters! Thanks for reading and reviewing~!

~x~

She woke up to someone shaking her.

The hands were much too weak to be her father's, and much too strong to be Jacob's. And too masculine to be her mom's.

"Emma Jane Pillsbury! I told you to show up at the diner on Saturday and you are going to be late for your exam!"

She blinked quickly, staring up at Will.

"My exam? I took the SATs already. Last year. It's November."

"The snow melted, Emma! It's melted, and now you can go get your driver's license!"

She sat up, almost hitting Will in the head.

"Today? Today!"

She pulled herself out of bed and made Will stand outside while she changed.

She popped outside of her room in her skinny jeans and her lucky shirt, as she'd told Will.

Will smiled, telling her dad that she would only be gone for a few hours and that Jacob would just be upstairs, still asleep.

Emma slipped into the familiar passenger seat of Will's car.

"Are you nervous?" Will asked, turning the engine on.

"No. I'm just really, really excited," she stated, looking at him. "It's the first thing I'm doing that is a step towards the future. Thank you for being here for this."

Will nodded, grinning as she took his hand and squeezed it.

"I will always be here."

~x~

As they arrived at the DMV, Will squeezed her hand as she'd done.

"You're going to do amazing, Em."

She squealed, letting go of his hand and walking out of the car.

~x~

She took the test, awaiting nervously with Will by her side for the result.

She hoped and prayed that she had passed because her mom had told her that she "probably wouldn't, seeing as she'd never driven before (because her mom wouldn't let her) and never studied for more than three hours.

Oh, how she hoped that she passed.

As her proctor came out of his office, he held her result in her hand with a neutral expression.

He held out the paper, but Emma couldn't reach it before Will got to it.

He read it easily, taking a deep breath before saying anything.

Emma looked at him expectantly.

"Well?"

"You passed!"

She laughed and hugged him tight, knowing that she would never have done this at all without him.

"Miss Pillsbury, that means you have to take your ID Picture now," her proctor said.

Emma nodded, pulling away.

"How do I look?" she asked.

He pushed a strand of hair behind her ears.

"Perfect."

She smiled before the proctor walked her away to take her picture.

As she left, Will took out her phone and called Harry.

"Hey, man. What's up?" his friend asked.

"She has pretty eyes," Will blurted.

"What?"

"She has pretty eyes. And a nice smile, but she doesn't smile that much unless we're alone. Do you think that could mess up my dissertation?"

"Will, would you just shut up?"

"What? Why?"

"Dude, you're totally falling for her. Oh, I've gotta go. Kimmy's here. Good luck man."

Will sighed, putting his phone away.

He wasn't falling for her.

No, that could ruin up the dissertation.

He was only doing this for the dissertation.

"Will! Come on, I'm gonna drive us to get ice cream!"

"Ice cream?" he laughed.

"Yes!"

"Alright, alright. Let's go," he said, walking out with her.

~x~

As he pulled up into the dorm garage, he couldn't stop thinking.

As he walked up the steps to his room, he couldn't stop thinking about her smile.

As he unlocked the door, he couldn't stop thinking about her eyes.

As he walked past his roommate and his roommate's girlfriend making out on the couch, he wondered if she would ever kiss him.

As he changed into his pajamas and brushed his teeth, he wondered what she'd look like in his clothes.

As he laid down on his bed, he wondered if he would ever own one with her and sleep next to her in it.

As he turned the lights, he wondered how she'd feel in the dark. Not naked or anything, just…how she felt.

As he pulled his covers over his head, he wished that she was in his arms.

As he fell asleep, he still couldn't stop thinking about her.

~x~

He didn't have to drive her to school anymore, but he did anyway.

He did it because that was their thing.

She makes the coffee for him and puts it in the thermos she bought for him at Wal-Mart, and he drives her and Jacob to school.

"Hey, Will?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you want to come to dinner on Thanksgiving?"

They pulled up to Jacob's school where he got out of the car and walked to his class.

"Isn't Thanksgiving more of a family thing?" Will asked, starting to move again.

"Well, yeah. But you don't have a family, and I can't stand mine. My cousins will be there too, and it's basically a brag-fest. It would help tons if you showed up."

Will smiled.

"Yes, I will show up to Thanksgiving."

As they pulled up to the high school, Emma thanked him profusely.

"I'll see you later?" she asked.

"I can't, actually. I have a paper to finish."

"Oh, yeah. Okay, that's fine," she said walking away.

"Em, wait," he sighed, walking quickly to her.

"I'm gonna be—"

He kissed her quickly, because he needed to see what it felt like to be hers for a few seconds.

As they pulled apart, Emma smiled.

"I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

He nodded.

"Okay."