Hi. I hope you can consider me. I don't have much to tell about myself but below is a part of a story I'm currently writing so you can see my writing style. Thank you
I was driving my car back home with my girlfriend, Natasha, sitting beside me on the passenger seat. The digital clock on my dashboard told me it was already almost midnight. We were from a house party with our friends.
Her seat was leaning all the way back so that she was almost lying flat. She was a little drunk, well, not really a little. She constantly reminded me before the party not to drink too much since I was driving. For me, she was just really making an excuse for herself so that she could drink as much as she wanted.
I just hope that by the time we reached my house, my parents wouldn’t notice us sneaking in. It would be bad enough if they caught me but with a drunk Natasha with me, it would be much worse. My parents didn’t approve of Natasha because she grew up in a family with a lot of issues. And well, it wasn’t just really her family but Natasha’s personality herself was a big problem seen by my parents.
I didn’t even know why I had fallen for her. I didn’t really know if I really did but I just found myself wanting to be a part of her life. Maybe it was out of pity or something but I knew in myself that a small part of me did like her.
I pulled the car once we reached my house and immediately turned off the engine. Natasha groggily tried to sit up but failed. “Here, let me help.”