Rachel Rants: Driving.

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Oh god.
So you know how some people are scared of spiders? And some people are scared of flying? And some people are scared of sharks?
Well me, I'm scared of cars.

There are only a few people I'd get in a car with. They terrify me.

So my mum and I had this deal. I am finally allowed to get my lip pierced if I got my learners licence.
So I studied the road code, went and sat my theory test and passed.
Excellent. BUT

Because I got my learners licence through my course they expect me to do driving lessons. I was like "Uhh.. No. I can't. Sorry." And explained to my tutor that I have this weird irrational fear and what not... So they decided I should go with Charlotte during her lesson and just sit in the back and "Take a chill pill or tw- seven."

So while Charlotte was a good driver and the instructor kept asking me if I was okay I was just about crying the whole time. I can't explain it. I was just terrified.

Then Charlotte has this great idea "We should go up to Seaview and let Rachel drive!"
Seaview is the old abandoned hospital place. Very big, Very empty...
I nearly threw up.
So the instructor turned around and said "So what do you think?" I told him I didn't want to drive. He said that was fine but told Charlotte to go up there anyway and practice U-turns. So I semi-relax.

Anyway, we get up there and he's like "Right stop here, Charlotte." So she parked the car, turned it all off and everything. then he goes "Right, swap drivers."
Instantly my hands got sweaty and my mouth dried up (Why is that...?) anyway I was all "Waaah. No I can't."
At this point Charlotte was out of the car, trying to open my door to get in the back seat. But I freaked out, tried to lock it..., couldn't. So I was just holding it shut while trying to explain to this guy I couldn't drive the damn car.

And then, I totally hate my self for this part... my voice started cracking and my knees were shaking. My face got all red cause I was embarrassed for being so scared. He was like "Look we'll take the keys away. I'll get out. You just sit in the driver seat."
GRR. STOP BEING SO UNDERSTANDING! NOW I FEEL WORSE!

But I couldn't do it and Charlotte's just like "... Rachel... are you... crying?"
" -sniff- Nearly. Can you just take me back?"

So they did and kept looking at me like I would spontaneously combust at any second.
When we got back inside my tutor was her usual oober-happy self and said "How'd it go?"
I do believe the answer was "I am a driving instructor. Not a therapist. I don't think I can teach this girl."

...Good news is: I'm getting my lip pierced on the 10th...yay..

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Last American Girl

Last American Girl
Name
Rachel
Age
19
Gender
Female
Location
New Zealand
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