Car Crash

Got in a car accident today. My dad and I were going Christmas shopping, and were driving on the freeway. I was reading Waking Rose.
I heard a sharp intake of breath from my dad, and looked up. When he makes that sort of sound, you know something's wrong. He slammed his foot on the brake, and I saw a red car in front of us, growing bigger all too fast. Something was really wrong. We were going to hit it. It was kinda one of those, "Oh, shit." moments.
I had just enough time to squeeze my eyes shut before the impact. My body was jolted forward, caught by the seatbelt.
When I opened my eyes again, the world was white. I couldn't breath, couldn't hear.
The air slowly cleared of millions of tiny particles, but I still couldn't draw in a breath through them.
"Roll down your window," I heard my dad say. Don't know when I started hearing again. I obeyed, leaning out to breath deeply. I opened the door, and unbuckled myself so I could get out. First, I looked down at my book, amazed that I had kept my place through all that, and stuck my bookmark within its pages. Then I stepped over to the side of the road, face carefully blank.
I hadn't been scared; still wasn't. I don't know why. Nor does anyone else, really. No one could figure out why I was so calm: not my dad, the two police officers, the lady we hit, my dad's friend Greg, my mom...or anyone else.
Speaking of my mom, she called a few minutes later. She told me that I did have fencing today. I almost laughed. I explained that we had gotten in a MINOR car crash, but nobody was hurt, though the Saturn may have been totaled. I told her to cancel the lesson.
First one police officer came, and walked by me, sitting on the car seat with my feet on the ground. I smiled at him.
"How are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm good. And you?"
He walked away.
Same EXACT thing with the second one. Geeze, you'd think they'd at least answer...
My dad took it surprisingly well, but the other driver was pretty pissed. Haha, sucks for her.
I texted Eliot later, and he asked if I was okay. I assured him I was fine.
Speaking of which, though, both he and Lily said they'd call me back tonight, and neither of them did. Hmph.
Oh, and my mom invited her boyfriend, Ron, to come with us to my grandparents' for Christmas. Again. I really hate that guy. I don't know what she sees in him. He's just a jerk.
Well, I'm gonna go read my book. Cliffhanger, you know? G'night!

Love,
Faye