The Pitfalls of Wishful Thinking

Chapter 3

"Hey did you hear there's gonna be a fair in town in a couple of days?" Bella asked Ivonne as she laid on the couch working on her coding for computer science.
"No, since when was there one coming?"
"They've had one every year! You should go, after all it's your freshman year. You'll only get three more years after this unless you come back. And..." Bella began to whisper. "I hear this fair causes people to fall in love." She resumed her previous tone, "Doesn't it sound like fun!?"
"Yeah, sure." Ivonne began to get distracted as she started to think to herself. She would never let Bella know, but she had feeling ever since the day they had met to talk about being roommates together. Ivonne was attracted to Bella's beautiful eyes, her large bosoms, and her smile that lit up any room.

She dreamed of being together with Bella. The amount of times she had fingered herself to Bella was uncountable. Whenever she thought of her Ivonne began to feel her pants become wet from how much she imagined Bella without anything on.
"So are you going?" Bella snapped Ivonne out of her thoughts.
"Maybe. Depends on how I'm feeling."
"Well let me know. I heard they're giving college students reduced prices for tickets."
"Will do." Bella exited the dorm's living room to her room leaving Ivonne alone to her thoughts once again.
'If I can convince Bella to go with me, maybe, just maybe...no...well...' Ivonne thought to herself. 'Maybe I can, but I'll have to be sneaky. If I can get her in the right place at the right time, then I can get her to fall in love with me.' She concluded her thought and continued on her assignment.

She continually tried again and again to get the code to work, but any time she pressed the run script button her work would scream about an error to her which she struggled to find. "What the fuck is this crap?" She talked to herself as the computer continued to yell. "I give up." Ivonne eventually said as she walked into her room. She placed her computer on her desk which was under an American flag. She saw her box of sparklers which laid off to one side of her desk. Ivonne grabbed one out and lit it, holding it in front of her face between her and the flag. "Oh please, please, please Bella. Please become my date when we go to the fair. Whether it be voluntary or by force, I will get you to accompany me to the fair." Ivonne watched as the sparkler continued burning, and before long the bright flashy stick stopped producing the flecks of light. She went to the kitchen and doused the sparkler in water before throwing it away and got ready to go to work at Spencers.