September 7th
It was fair day in the small town, though I don't know if the small town would be considered a actual "fair" more like two short rows of concession stands and a small set up of carnival rides.
She laid on the bed in her best friends room, avoiding her big brother who was still ranting on about how she shouldn't wear the short camo shorts she has on. This made her feel like she was doing something wrong by showing off the long legs her mother had blessed her with. She shot a text to a guy she didn't really know but had been talking to for the last two days he assured her that her shorts were fine and she probably looked beautiful. She chuckled and left it alone not feeling like arguing. Soon she was on her way to the fair, along with her brother, best friend and her best friends crush. He insisted she couldn't go alone showing that much skin. The line for tickets to ride the rides was long but she didnt mind, she stood and waited with her best friend and the other girl while her brother wandered off to find liqour. After getting all day passes the fun could begin, she walked over to her favorite ride. The zipper, she was so excited. Her hazel eyes roamed around the bundle of people though only one person caught her eye. Her older brother caught her starring and smiling like an idiot as he walked up. She looked at him and nudged him with her arm "save my spot I'll be right back." She then took off over to the male that she was finally meeting, the guy she had been texting. She leaned close and poked him on the arm, he turned and looked at her just as she bolted back to her spot in line. She looked up from the ground her eyes meeting those of the gentleman she had poked, his ocean blue hues like a different galaxy. The feeling of his warmth seemed to radiate off him, with a small smirk gracing his lips as he reached out and poked her arm. He then walked back to the line he was standing in with a slightly taller male.her e watched as he got on the ride, still stuck on how hypnotizing his eyes were. The ride he got on flew by, and soon he was walking off. She was talking with her best friend who had decided to go on the ride with her 'friend' leaving her alone. She sighed, because she really wanted to ride the zipper. As if hearing her thoughts the handsome male walked over to her "do you want to ride with me?" The words stummbled from her mouth before she knew she was saying them. "Sure" he replyed with his deep rolling voice. The line seemed to move faster after he replyed though it probably didn't. As they grew close to the ride she found herself cold, shivering lightly. He must have noticed because he slipped off his jacket and handed to her, and though she swore she didn't need it he insisted. After slipping it on she smiled and looked at him "good luck getting it back" she said in a joking tone as they climbed into the oval shaped metal contraption she sat on the inside where the seatbelt they had held the tightest. He climbed in after her and the carny shut the mesh metal door locking them in place. As they rode the ride they talked, she soon felt herself falling for this man. But she refused to admit it. It had been a year since she felt anything, why would she want to now. The day seemed to go by so fast she couldn't believe it, soon it was time to go and she found herself dreading leaving his side. As she got home she found herself smiling at his text asking if she had made it home safe. What was this feeling?
