“Which one do you want?” The booth attendant asks Jennie as he points at the lower tier prizes. Jennie points at something, probably the cute stuffed dog holding a soccer ball, but the booth attendant was not paying attention. He instead points at an action figure of Barack Obama. “This one?”
Jennie glares at Lisa before begrudgingly saying, “Yes.”
The booth attendant gives her a weird look as he unhooks it. “Well, you’re the first for Obama.”
Lisa couldn’t stop laughing as Jennie glares at her with Barack Obama action figure, holding it tightly as if she was about to throw it at Lisa.
“And for you?”
Lisa looks at Jennie dead in the eye and points at the bigger version of the dog that she wanted. Jennie harrumphs beside her as she says, “The soccer dog, please.”
The attendant uses a hook to take the stuffed animal down and hands it to Lisa.
“C’mon, Kim! Let’s go on the rides!” Lisa says, tugging Jennie towards the bigger rides, knowing full well she can’t say no.
When Jennie saw where they were heading, she plants her feet to the ground, not allowing Lisa to drag her any further.
“C’mon, Kim,” Lisa whines as she tugs uselessly on her hand trying to her to move. “It’ll be fun!”
Jennie shakes her glaring at her. “No!” She mouths. “No roller coasters!”
Lisa puts a hand to her hear. “What? What’s that Kim? You wanna go on a rollercoaster?”
“No!” She mouths, her face furiously red.
“Say it out loud, Kim,” Lisa says, raising an eyebrow at her. “You know you want to.”
“Yes!” Jennie yells in the same tone she would yell a no with, making several heads turns. Lisa snickers.
“Awesome!” Lisa says, grabbing her by the arm, ignoring the glare that the woman was sending her. “To the roller coaster, it is!”
Looking back at it, it wasn’t even a large ride. It wasn’t as big as Goliath that’s for sure. It didn’t even come close to the intensity of any of the rides in Magic Mountain. Yet in that moment Jennie Kim had never felt more scared in her life.
And of course they end up sitting in the front because it’s Lisa and because of the stupid bet that she made, that she was sure she was going to win, she has no choice, but to let Lisa herd her into the cart and watch as her life flashes before her eyes as they careen through the wooden tracks.
“Woo!” Lisa yells as the cart pulls back up on the loading bay. “That was a hell of a ride!” She looks over to Jennie, who’s been surprisingly silent throughout the ride. The only sign that she was actually reacting to the ride was the half-moon scars that was now on Lisa’s arm where Jennie’s hand was clamped on. Lisa didn’t actually remember her screaming on the ride itself.
Jennie silently follows Lisa back onto the carnival grounds and each passing moment without a quip from the raven-haired girl, made Lisa worry that she actually stepped over a line. Lisa stops and Jennie immediately runs into her back.
“Jennie,” Lisa starts. “Was it that bad?”
Jennie’s blank expression finally changes into one of the deadliest glare that Lisa has ever been at the end of. She glares at Lisa as she continuously slaps her, not uttering a word because of their stupid bet.
Lisa ducks as she tries to get away from Jennie’s swatting hands. “C’mon! It wasn’t that bad.”
Jennie continues to hit her; not angry just annoyed that Lisa actually got her on a roller coaster.
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