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Carnival pt. 2

The sound of our footsteps hit the mud and dirt underneath us as we trotted toward the lengthy, well known Farris wheel. Finney had grabbed me by the hand and started sprinting, leaving me no time but to follow and not be dragged. He ditched the line, walking straight up to the front and calling a random name to convince the crowd of people behind us that we were meeting with someone else. His smile brightening and flowed into a tiny laugh, to which my heart started beating heavily. The thoughts I tried so hard to cloud, came rushing back to me at that smile. I remember the glowy smile, because it's been in my vision millions of times. However, its never looked as light and beautiful as much so when he was mine. He looked back at me, realizing he was still holding my sweaty hand. He quickly let go, letting his hand drop to his side protectively. I glanced away, trying to keep my cool and not look like an absolute tomato. We didn't try to make any conversation while we waited for the Farris wheel to stop for our turn, but that was okay. We were used to the comfortable silence, from the year of memories we held from the past. Once the Farris wheel stopped, he looked at me reassuringly. "Let's have fun, tomato face." After he said this, he quickly ran up the the first cart, waving me over. I sat beside him in the cart, even though there was a clear space for another person to sit on the other side. He didn't seem to mind. "Why did you request this?" I questioned, starting up some small talk. He glanced down, watching his shoes as the ride started up. "Cause, we ride the Farris wheel first every time." He remembers. I couldn't bring myself to answer that, so I just nodded my head slightly. I could feel his light smile starting to heave beside me, and I could tell he wanted to get something out. I was ready to ask him, when he quickly grabbed my arm and answered my thought. "Do you think we could try again?" My throat closed up, and im glad it did because my heart may have jumped out of me if not. I peered over at him, fully turning my head to make eye contact. "You wanna? It didn't really turn out okay last time." I scratched my neck, still looking at him. He acknowledged this, but only looked down and grinned. "Not right now, but I mean,  in the future maybe. I realize maybe I don't want to not have my robin arellano anymore." At this, I made a smug face, shaking my head in disbelief. "You're so unserious, finn." I remarked, letting out a cold chuckle that actually felt genuine for the first time in awhile. "Well, I still do mean it. Just think about it while we hang out again." He grabbed my shoulder, leaned in, and planted a tiny kiss on my cheek. "Even if it didn't end well, doesn't mean a new beginning will hurt." He pulled away, now looking at me. I turned back, making eye contact  with the brown haired boy. "Whatever you want." I stated, smiling lightly. Finally, after a long time, this light and glowy smile may return to me.