Hey guys! I know it is a weekday, but I really wanted to make a new chapter! In this one, Pespin is attempting to drive a car, and lemme just tell you now that I do not drive yet. So, I do not know if I am grammatically correct about it all. PLEASE DO NOT CRITICIZE MY POOR MIND lol...enjoy!
The next morning I woke up, feeling positive.
I decided to get dressed nice and early.
So, I got up and walked to my closet. I picked out a light pink lace shirt, along with a pair of black jeans. I pinned my hair in a beret, and walked downstairs to get some breakfast. My brother was sitting at the table, eating a bowl of oatmeal.
"Hey." I smiled softly, trying not to be too loud because other people in the house are sleeping.
Lathan nodded and continued eating. I grabbed a slice of cheese bread and nibbled on it. All I could think about was Shay's captivating face. My heart stopped everyone time I thought about the way our lips met perfectly.
I sat down at the table, and twirled a piece of my hair around my finger as I ate my breakfast. I heard someone coming down the stairs, and then I looked up to see my Father.
"Good morning." I smiled.
"Good morning!" He beamed obviously glad I was in such a good mood, "Hey, I was wondering if maybe after you are done eating we could go down to the high school and I can try to teach you to drive."
I shot out of the seat and threw myself at him.
"Thank you, thank you!" I cried as I kissed his cheek a million times, "Lemme grab my bag and we can go!" I squealed as I ran upstairs and slipped my gray uggs on. I grabbed my tot bag and ran downstairs, nearly tripping and falling on my face.
I hopped into my parents car. I usually hardly ever go in here because it is extremely expensive. During the dark days, only in the Capitol people drove cars. The parts to make it are from a lot of the different districts, therefore making it really expensive to get. My parents saved up a lot of the bakery money to get it, which took 5 years of savings. Yet, we hardly use it because gas is costly.
My Father hopped in the car, and pushed the button to turn it on. I watched his movements carefully, trying to remember everything he did while he was driving. After watching him for 5 minutes I realized there was no point in watching because he will teach me all I need to know.
In about 10 minutes, we arrived in the high school parking lot. My Father walked out of the car, and I did too. We switched spots. I felt a few butterflies fly in my stomach.
"First thing you need to do, is put the car in neutral, when you are done slowly put you foot on the gas, but slowly because it is very sensitive." I listened carefully to his instructions. I put the car in neutral, and slowly put my foot on the gas. I felt the car move under me, which caused more butterflies to form in my stomach.
"Now, hover your foot over the brake." He instructed me. I put my foot on the break and the car stopped, "Good! Now I wanted you to try turning left. Make sure you put on the turning signal, and then steer your way over to the left."
I pushed the small stick making the turning signal go on, and I put my foot on the gas. I steered the wheel to the left, and smiled, proud of my accomplishment.
"Don't get ahead of yourself, Pesp. You know how to drive in a parking lot, but not quite on the road. Now I want you to go around the parking lot, do the same things I told you a minute ago." I put my foot over the gas, and once again felt the car move under me. I put the turning signal on, and turned, but after a minute I realized that I went around the parking lot twice.
"Wow! You are better than I thought you would be." I looked at my Father's blue eyes, and they had a look of pure delight in them. I smiled to myself, feeling good about my accomplishment. "Now I want you to go around the neighborhood. Please be careful and slow. I don't think there will be any cars around because not a lot of people have them. Keep your eyes on the road, and always be alert at all times." I nodded at his words, and started the car. I drove into the neighborhood and felt like I was my Mother, driving the car. I smile the whole time, really excited that I could finally drive.
"Pespin? You know how your Mother and I don't give you any money?" My Father asked as I turned the car to the right.
"MmmHmm?"
"Well I was think everyday after school you could help me out in the bakery, so you could get some money each week."
"I would love that!" I cried as I parked the car on our driveway.
"Good! You start Monday." My Father said as he closed the car door behind him.
"Dad? Can I go for a joy ride?" I asked.
"Yeah. Be careful." I heard him say as I drove out of the driveway. I drove down the road past the high school and got closer to town. The sun was out today, but it still was freezing. I continued to drive down the road and watched all the people who were hurrying down the sidewalk, laughing and speaking to the people next to them. I smiled as I looked at the steering wheel.
I looked up to see a car crash into the side of mine.