Little Rebel

Chapter 29

My mouth dropped open and I didn't know what to say.

Cameron looked at me hesitantly.

"Jordyn?" He asked, looking worried.

"O-of course." I stuttered.

"Really?" His eyes widened.

"Yes. I'll go on a date with you." I said, biting my lip.

Cameron didn't say anything, he just pulled me in for a tight hug.

We pulled away after a few moments.

"Ready?" He smiled.

"Huh?" I asked.

"Our date. Are you ready for it?" Cameron asked.

"Now?" I raised my eyebrows at him.

"Yeah. Did you think we were going to wait and have our date another day? I confessed my love for you yesterday and you thought I'm willing to wait to go on a date with you?" He rambled dramatically.

"Ok. I get it." I said, covering his mouth with my hand, shutting him up.

Cameron licked my hand.

"I don't care." I shrugged, leaving my hand where it was.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled it away from his mouth.

"Lets go." Cameron said.

Moving his grip from my wrist to my hand, he intertwined our fingers and pulled me along behind him.

We walked back up the pier, hand in hand.

Going into random little shops, the two of us tried on weird hats and funny sunglasses, laughing at each other.

Cameron found the ugliest shirt he could find and bought it for me, forcing it over my head.

I pouted at him as he smoothed my hair out of my face and straightened my glasses.

"You messed up my hair." I whined, sticking my arms through the arm holes and flipping my hair out from under the shirt.

"You look cute." Cameron said, slinging his arm over my shoulder as we exited the shop.

I looked down at the over sized hot pink t shirt with CALIFORNIA written in leopard print and rolled my eyes.

"You do, now come on."

With his arm still around my shoulder, we went to where there were rides and games.

"Ready to have the best night of your life?" Cameron smirked at me.

"Bring it." I smiled.

I grabbed his hand and pulled him over to the closet thing I saw.

"I want the minion." I pointed to the huge stuffed minion.

"Jordyn." Cameron rolled his eyes.

I just crossed my arms and stopped my foot, pouting at him.

"I'll try." He said, ruffling my hair.

He gave the guy some money and he gave Cameron three balls.

"Ok, you have three balls for three chances to knock down the bottles." He told us.

"You better win." I smirked.

He rolled his eyes again and wound up, throwing the ball.

The bottle on the top of the pyramid got knocked down.

"Good job Cameron." I cheered.

Cameron threw the other two balls and knocked down all the bottles but one.