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𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒘𝒐

Looked through my wardrobe. It was mid-fall, so I needed something warm and cute.

I ended up with some jeans and a sweatshirt and paired it with some knee-high boots.

I'm done"

"Alrighty let's go."

"Go where?"

"A new carnival opened up, I haven't had a chance to go. Would you like to go with me?" He asked

I was really confused as to why he was being so nice. C'mon Brooke, it's a carnival!

"Are you asking me on a date?" I teased

He froze and just stared at me with a straight face. His face turned red.

"Do you want to go or not?" He said with a firm tone.

"Okay, I'll go!"

"You play too much" he sighed

I just nudged his shoulder.

I gasped.
"The lights are so pretty!" I squealed.

"I suppose they are," Cameron said, just staring at the lights.

"Well what are we waiting for!" I grabbed his hand and basically dragged him to the carnival entrance.

"Stop dragging me! You're so fast with such small legs"

I rolled my eyes.

"Next!" We heard the cashier say

"Tickets for two," Cameron said.

" $20 " the cashier said.

"We can split it," I said, patting down my pockets for any money.

I was ignored? I saw Cameron give the cashier a twenty dollar bill.

"I didn't have any money anyway"

I was looking around in awe because of all the beautiful colors and all the rides.

"Oh my gosh, Cameron, we must go on the Ferris wheel! " I said, pointing over to the Ferris wheel.

"I'm afraid of hei- Hey! Don't touch me!" He was cut off when I dragged him over to the Ferris wheel line.

~ 10 minutes later ~

Cameron and I were at the front of the line waiting to get on.

As soon as the ride stopped moving for the past riders to get off. I jumped in excitement.

"Next riders!"

I grabbed Cameron's hand, so he could follow me into a pod.

The ride started, and I was looking out the window.

"Cameron, look! We should go on that ride next!"

...

"Cameron? What's wrong?"

"I'm a-afraid of heights... " He looked down at his lap.

"Why did you tell me?!" I yelled.

He flinched...?

"I-I'm sorry, but why didn't you tell me?"

"I tried to..." He sniffles.

"Are you crying?"

"No!" He whimpered

His voice was quavering, and I felt horrible for forcing him into going on this ride.

I moved closer to him and grabbed his hand. He looked at me confused, and I saw tears falling down his face.

He's having a panic attack...