"I dunno," she replied with a singsong-y kind of tone, "Sixteen started off awfully great..." She smiled up at the sky, remembering. "I know, I know. I only have until November for that. But still."

Looking up at the sky still, she took a deep and slow breath, stretching out against the hood of his car a little further. Lifting her arms above her to rest her head on as she looked, she sighed a little. "Not really looking forward to the birthday itself, but I definitely think the year will be amazing. What are we doing again this weekend?" There was the barest hint of something like sadness in her voice, but one that was neither overt nor worrisome.