8 - The Date.

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~ Rosemary's P.o.v ~

Drew and I walk into the carnival. I see so this is the cheesy date. He expects that I will kiss him on the Ferris wheel. Well, news flash, that ain't happening. I'm just gonna have fun and try my best to ignore Drew's tricks.

I look around with excited eyes, smelling different sweets and all the rides, spinning. I look at Drew and drag him to the swings. This looks like so much fun.

" Have you ever been on this ride?" I ask him.

" Yeah, I have. It's an okay ride. Have you ever been on this ride? " he ask.

" Nope. I've never really gone to carnivals, my parents were always busy and I was never allowed to go places by myself due to their work," I reply.

" What do they work for?" He asked.

" I don't know. They never told me. I mean not that it matters to me. I've only asked once, but after that I just stopped asking," I tell him.

" Why'd you stop asking?" He ask me. Why did I stop asking?

" Full of questions aren't we? I don't have an answer to that because I don't really know myself," I tell him.

We get to the front of the line and get onto a swing. They start the ride and I smile. Once we get off, I run to different rides.

Eventually I got hungry, so we stop and Drew goes to buy some food. I sit at a table. I look around and see couples, teenagers, and children walking around having the time of their lives.

" What do we have here boys? A gorgeous girl by herself. Hey gorgeous wanna get to know me? " a guy says, grabbing my thigh.

" Sorry I'm here with someone and if I wasn't, I would never go with you," I say, bored.

" Ah, feisty aren't we. I suggest you ditch the guy or girl and hang out with us. I could give you a much better time." He smirks.

I scoff in disgust. I was about to reply when a voice interrupted me.

" Sorry dude, but I have a date with this pretty lady," Drew tells him.

I raise my eyebrow.

Pretty lady?

" Can ya share some action with me. I'd like a piece of this fine cake," the guy tells him.

His friends nod, grinning like pervs.

" This piece of fine cake is off limits," Drew tells him, glaring a bit.

Since when am I a piece of fine cake? Who even says that? The guys scoff and walk off.

" Do you have my food?" I ask him, acting like nothing happened.

He gives me my food and sits across from me, eating.

I devour my food like Kirby ( you know Kirby the pink round dude, he's in video games, like Kirby air ride) not caring that Drew was there.

I throw away my trash and wait for Drew to finish eating. Once he finished eating. I walked to some carnival games.

I tossed a ball, the ball hitting the middle directly, causing all the bottles to fall. I grin to myself and grab a huge bear.

" For you Thompson," I grin.

He looks at me shocked.

" Nice arm nerd. Keep the bear, I'm not the type to have one and I should be the one winning a bear for you," he tells me.

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