Riding in Cars with Boys

It was an 18th birthday party. Saturday night on the 14th of December 2002! We had all finished year 12 and I was at the blossoming age of 16. My best friend and I got dropped to B.A's house and were ready for a good night! We laughed, we sung, we danced and we partied our little butts off. We didn't drink alcohol back then. It was just pure, innocent fun. 

There was a boy there. B.A's best friend. He went to another school so we hadn't met him. He was cute. I mean really cute. It was instant school girl crush and I had it bad. He was my ultimate 'surfer' dream boy. Blonde hair, blue eyes, he worked it all. He moved through the party like he was everyone's best friend. He talked and laughed with everyone he met. His confidence took over the party and his spark shone so bright I was hooked...and a little intimidated. Our paths crossed throughout the night and we got talking. He was so different to all the boys I met through my schooling. He was an old soul with a sprinkle of boyish charm. There was something about him that intrigued me. 

A group decided to drive up the road to another party so my best friend, cute surfer boy and I jumped in the back. We sat next to each and got talking again, and by talking I mean flirting. Oh my goodness was this cute surfer boy a flirt. He offered me a drink of his can. This is the moment that I will remember forever. 

As I lent in to take a sip of his drink he swiftly pulled it away, grabbed my chin and kissed me. Smooth! 

There was that boyish charm. He had me, hook, line and sinker. 10 years later and this kiss still gives me butterflies. I will remember this car ride forever. This special moment has been set in stone in my memory and will live forever in my heart.  

It was the start of our journey.

 It was the spark that lit the flame of our romance. 

This car ride is the first page in our story. Our Love Story 

x S.K.K x