School just ended and I waited outside patiently in the rain, even though I had this urge to run back inside and go into my favorite classroom. You always picked me up from school since my TS led me to not being able to drive, although I was 16. You drove me everywhere, which pestered me, but you always begged to drive me places. I think you just wanted to spend more time with me…but I was never good with girls. I was surprised that you liked me since girls usually were put off by my tics.