Side note: Riding in the very back of a Mini Van with a printer and a skateboard digging into your back is not comfortable. Remember kids, don't try this at home. There wasn't a single grey-colored cloud in the sky that would veil the most beautiful stars in the world. Sure. *shrugs* The weather was bitterly cold, but it didn't matter because I wasn't paying any attention whatsoever to what the weather was like. I was to busy trying to keep secret the frantic beating of my heart. I hope he didn't detect the violent pounding....... .........because I sure could. The blood in my tight knit viens was pumping madly, almost unbearable. I'm still utterly amazed at the fact that I'm still here. Still typing. The moment was the most perfect moment in all time. Everything was planned (in my mind), everyone knew what was going on (Ryan, you rock), and Mike was kind enough to continue driving around though having no idea what the heck was going on. Mike. You rock my world as well. It was that moment, the one where you can see "the look".....his eyes looked incredibly bright in the tinted, orangish lighted streetlight. We were standing really close, close enough that I could have gulped the white frosted air flowing from his mouth when he spoke. I was going to do it. I really was........ but then...... Mike sped back around and I all of a sudden had an outragiously bright headlight shining into my eyes, making me feel felt like my fragile retinas were burned....... ......yeah, that's actually what happened. So I couldn't see his face anymore. His mother had called him only seconds earlier, and he had said he would be home in 5 minutes...so he took off running, saying good-bye as he went...and I ran back to my house hoping that my parents wouldn't be up. *sigh* The perfect moment, and I missed it completley. I hope I get another chance or something.