The light was slowly dimming as the sun set. Yet at the same time, artifical bright lights began lighting up the carnival the girl and her friends were at. Little kids' screams echoed, along with tons of laughter. Wrappers and cotton candy sticks littered the ground. The girl, with gorgeous (your hair color), grinned, pulling her friend along towards the ferris wheel. Her curly hair bounced with each step. They arrived at the line, and her friend smiled, raising her eyebrows to something behind her. She turned, and stood face to face with a boy. His hair was brown and curly, he had a lip ring, and tattoos up his left arm. He gave her a smile, a smile so sweet it looked like it didn't belong with his appearance. The girl gave a small smile back, flustered about why he would approach her. "I'm Sam." he said. "Me and my friend," he gestured to a tall boy behind him with blonde and blue hair. "want to know if you wouldn't mind sharing a cart with us on the ferris wheel. Since there's only two of you." Before the girl could even reply, her friend spoke up. "Of course!" she grinned. Sam looked at her, and she smiled and nodded. Then it was their turn, so the four of them climbed up into a cart. The girl assumed she would be sitting next to her friend, so was surprised when she sat down opposite of her. Sam sat down next to her, and his friend next to her friend. "So what are your names?" Sam asked. "(Y/N)" the girl said first. "(Y/F/N)." her friend said. "I'm Kian, by the way." Sam's friend said. The cart began going up, and y/n began to feel nervous. Heights werent really her thing, and she only got on to prove to y/f/n that she wasn't that afraid. Sam must have been able to tell, because he slipped his arm around her waist. "Hey. It will be fine." Y/n smiled at him, her heart racing. She suddenly wanted to kiss him, and then glanced over to Kian and Y/f/n, who already beat them to it. Sam laughed, and her heart melted. His laugh was so sexy. "Well we might as well do it to." Y/n laughed, and he leaned it. Their lips touched, and Y/n felt on top of the world. His lips were so soft. The kiss was long, but sweet. And when they finally pulled apart they were out of breath, smiling at eachother like fools. "You're different, Sam." Y/n said breathlessly. "And you, y/n, are perfect." Sam grinned.
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Hey! So I haven't updated in several months if you haven't noticed but I decided I wanted to keep this up because I love writing short, descriptive stories. So here it is!
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