"Great. Lets get going!" He said.
He seemed pretty exited. I mean its a beautiful park and all but why is someone so exited over a few trees and benches?
"I have more surprises for you." he said. "We just have to walk a ways."
"Sounds great." I said.
Walking the pathway the farther we got the more crowded it was.
I feel someone's hand brushing against mine and a tingling sensation creeps up my arm. Wyatt grabs my hand as we make our way thru the crowd.
As I was looking around I realize that there is a Ferris wheel and a couple of rides scattered around.
"Surprise." Wyatt says.
I smile and looked up at him.
" I love carnivals!"
I exclaimed.
"Good" Wyatt says.
He leads me thru the crowds and buys tickets for us. Walking around one of the games catches my eyes. Of course wyatt walks up to it and hands the man Money.
I'm not going to lie. I really liked how this date was going and I really wanted that stuffed zebra and I really hoped Wyatt would win and ask me to pick out an animal. How cliche right? And then it happened. It ACTUALLY happened. Something I wanted actually went my way!
It sounds stupid but I never really was the one whose name was drawn out of the bucket or the first one picked for activities. No matter what it was I wasn't first. And for the first time it happened.
Wyatt won and looked at me looking at the zebra (I probably had a pathetic longing stare at the zebra) he selected it and handed it to me.
If I wasn't so shocked I probably would have kissed him- woah. What did I just say? KISS????? I gave myself a mental face palm.
I've known the guy like what? An hour or two? And I'm thinking of kissing him? Over a stuffed zebra?
Get a grip Rebecca. It's the first date. Ok calm and collected, calm and collected.
"Thank you so much Wyatt!" I say.
"Your welcome." He says.
We continue on and play a couple more games, share some mini doughnuts and Cotton candy, and of course the other fair foods.
By now its quite dark but the carnival is alive with lights and buzzing with excitement.
There are unique acts that some stop to stare at and different animals. The Ferris wheel is spinning off in the distance.
"Want to go on it?" Wyatt asks.
"Sure." I reply
"It will actually give us a chance to talk. " he says.
We make our way over to the Ferris wheel and hand the operator our tickets and get on. It's quite nice. Sitting there next to him and just talking about little things in our life.
We talked about friends, family, school, our parents, our future, and things we liked to do. I actually found it easy to talk to him. We were at the way top when it stopped.
Wyatt pulled out a little blue box and said-
"I know this is an arranged marriage and all but I want to make it work. I want this to be special and a good memory for both of us. I really like you so.........
Will you marry me?"
"Yes, I will marry you!" I said.
Wyatt gave a light kiss to my cheek and said-
"You forgot to look at the ring. "
"Oh!" I said
He opened the box and inside was a beautiful ring. It was platinum and had a large blue tanzanite stone in the middle surrounded but two rows of diamonds. It was absolutely beautiful!
"It's gorgeous! " I say.
He takes it out and slides it onto my finger. It covered most of the lower half of my finger!
"This has been wonderful Wyatt. Thank you." I say
"It was my pleasure." He replied.
The ride started up again and brought us back to the ground. Only then I realized that we were the only ones on it.
I smiled to myself. He must have planned that. We walked back to the limo and he helped me in.
"So there are a couple of things we need to talk about." He starts.
"My parents are planning an engagement party in two weeks. "
"Ok." I say
"And I will pick you up tomorrow for fittings and your lessons start tomorrow also. So I will pick you up at 9. Is that alright?" He asked
"Sounds good Wyatt." I say.
The limo pulls up to my house and Wyatt and I get out. He walks me to the door and I say
"Thanks again. I had a wonderful time tonight. "
"Me too." He says and he kisses me on the cheek.
"I'll see you tomorrow." He said.
"Ok. Bye Wyatt." I say and walk inside.
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Arranged to Marry the Prince
Teen FictionRebecca Elizabeth Holland is a normal girl.... Well as normal as it gets considering her father owns a large company based in London and oh she's arranged to marry the Prince of France at the age of 16. Sounds normal right?