A/N: there might be some things in this chapter that might not be mentioned in this part of the show so please bear with me and hope you like it so far.
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"Do you have anything that I can clean this with?" I asked him looking down at the blade.
" umm take this" he hands me a napkin he had in his pocket
"Why do you have napkins in your pockets," I asked him while cleaning the blade
"And why do you have blood on your knife?" he teased me " In fact why do you have a knife in the first place?" he continued
" Can I have it or not?" I asked him
" Yeah, um sorry," he told me while looking into my eyes. I looked at him back and he had beautiful brown eyes.
I looked at my watch and it's been an hour since we got kidnapped by an underground school of assassins.
" Hey, umm, Marcus?"
" yeah?"
" Do you want to go to a caravel nearby? Maybe go see a movie too?" I asked him looking back down at the switchblade
" Sure, sounds fun. When were you thinking to go?" he asked me.
" Uhm, maybe now?" I told him
" We can go now."
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When we got there we went straight to the go-karts.
"Okay next set of people please follow me." one of the workers said lazily
"Hold up, where are your tickets you two?" he stops us from going
shit. okay, don't panic it was okay. I checked my pockets and I panic.
" Uhhh, do you have it or not? If you don't you can't get on and you're holing up the line" he told us again.
" I think- yeah I have it. Here you go" Marcus gave me the two tickets I was looking for.
" Really? You could've told me you had it in the first place" I whispered to him
" I didn't know I had them till I remember about them" I went to the back of the car and try to control my breathing from embarrassing myself in front of everyone in line.
"Hey!" a staff member yelled from the other side of the road.
Is he talking to me? no, he can't be.
" Hey, you! Can you move to the front!" He yelled. Some people stop and stared at me. I felt weird till I sat down. I felt like everyone was just looking at me.
" No bumping, Don't crash. And if you stop randomly raise your hand and one of us will come to help you. The green petal means go and the red means to stop. When this stoplight turns green, go" one staff member said.
I was overthinking the idea of going to the go-carts. My stomach was feeling like I had just gone upside down on a rollercoaster. But then I remember that I used to go on these all the time with my dad and had the best time.
"Ready. Set" shit. shit. shit. no. no. you'll be fine. yeah, I'll be fine.
" Go!"
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A/N: sorry that this was short but I will try to make it a little bit longer
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