Keeping Steady (re-writing)

Chapter six

CHELSEA

The ferriswheel had ended just a few minutes ago and we were currently debating which ride we would go on next. Julian wanted to go on a rollercoaster, while I wanted to go in the haunted house. 
     "Oh come on, you chose the ferriswheel," He argued, and to be fair he did have a point. "Can we just please go on the rollercoaster now and then the haunted house afterwards?" He asked with pleading eyes. I couldn't help but agree, seeing as he had the cutest puppy dog eyes.
     "Okay okay, we'll go on the rollercoaster then," I gave in and Julian fist pumped the air in happiness. He dragged me by the hand towards it, making me stumble a few times on the way over there. 
     Most people had gone home by now, which meant the queues got smaller and smaller almost every minute. I'm guessing it's because most of the people here, are families with little kids. 

We both sat down in the small wagon of the rollercoaster, making sure to double check the security belts. At least I did, because even if I love an adrenalin rush, I'm not a big fan of dying by falling out of a rollercoaster at the local fair. 
    "Are you ready for this?" Julian beamed at me, a gigantic smile spread across his face. His eyes were sparkling of happiness, you could really tell that he enjoyed rollercoaster rides. 
     I didn't get to answer before the ride speed off in a rush and my stomach started tickling, making me laugh uncontrollably. Julian sat beside me and tried to keep a straight face, but you could tell that he wanted to scream of joy and laugh. And so he finally did, when the ride was halfway through. 

"I've got to admit that it was better than expected," I admitted as we got off the rollercoaster. I was trying to fix my hair as we made our way towards the haunted house as Julian had promised we would do afterwards. 
     "I told you so!" He exclaimed as he put his arm around my shoulders and we walked the small distance towards the haunted house laughing at each other's crazy hair. 
     "Looks like there aren't any queue right now," I said as we reached the haunted house. "Must be too scary," I added on and winked at Julian who looked pale as a ghost. We showed our wristbands to the woman, and got into one of the wagons and secured the belts around our waists. I held onto Julian's hand to give him some hope. "You'll survive this," I said a grin spreading on my face as the ride set off in a slow pace. 

As we got off the ride again Julian was even more pale than when we entered, and I couldn't help but chuckle a bit. "Wanna go grab some food?" I suggested so that he wouldn't have to go through any more of these rides for today, seeing at there were only a little over half an hour until Brandon came to pick me up again. 
    "Sure," He said as he swallowed his own saliva, still terrified of the haunted house ride we just rode. 
     We nmade our way towards the small foodcourt that was close to the entrence of the fair. I told Julian to go grab a table as I order us some food. 

Our food arrived only ten minutes later, which was quite fast, seeing as it seemed quite busy in here tonight. I had ordered us both a milkshake each and a bunch of fries to share. 
     "So tell me," I said as I chewed on a fry. "Where do you go to school, seeing as it isn't at Hamilton high?" I smile at him as I continued to eat fries, and so did he.
     "Private school," He said shortly. "And before you ask, no I'm not troubled, my parents just don't believe in public schools." He said and I nodded, completely understanding where he was coming from. 
     "I see," I said. "So what year are you in? And how old are you really?" I chuckled, seeing as we haven't shared anything but our names basically. 
     "Sophomore, and I'm sixteen," He grinned at me. 
     "Oh my, same!" I exclaimed as I placed both my hands on the table. If I had to be completely honest, Julian didn't look like the people in my grade. In fact, he looked much older, with his high cheekbones and perfectly structured nose. And it didn't really help much that he was over 6 feet tall.
     "So do you have a girlfriend or something? Someone I should be aware of?" I asked, more jokingly than anything. 
     "No," He said as he took a sip of his milkshake. "Actually, I'm openly gay. So no girlfriend," he grinned. If I had to be completely honest I weren't too shocked, seeing as he was a lot like my girl friends and not as much like my guy friends. 
     "Oh, really?" I asked interested in hearing more. 
     He nodded his head yes. "Yeah, I came out last year. People at my school took it pretty gently, at least most of them. And my parents and my sister didn't disown me or anything, so that's good." I nodded at his words. "Whar about you? Do you have a boyfriend?" He winked at me as he said the word. 
    "No, I'm single and ready to mingle," I chuckled and he chuckled along with me. "Although, I do have a new stepbrother who will be picking me up in," I checked the watch on my phone. "5 minutes. So I better get going." I said. 
     "I'll go with. My car is parked out on the parking lot anyway, and it's not fun being here alone," He said as he threw away our trash and leftover fries, that I were kind of said had to go to waste. 

Julian had followed me out to the car, and I was currently sitting in the car with Brandon, silently listening to the music playing on the radio. 
     "So how was it?" Brandon decided to ask. I was a little shocked that he tried to make conversation, but seeing as we would be living together until he goes to college, I might aswell engage in the conversations he tries to make. 
     "It was nice," I said as I nodded my head slowly, enjoying the One Direction song playing on the radio. "We had a lot of fun," I smiled. 
     Brandon looked over at me shortly with a weird expression on his face that I couldn't seem to read. He was as easy to read as Julian was, in fact, I knew nothing about Brandon except the rumors and the fact he likes baseball - this I only know because of the baseball jersey's hanging on his walls. 
     "So," He began as he chewed his bottom lip, looking both sides before turning left. "New boyfriend?" He asked. I shook my head immediately.
     "Oh no, he's gay," I said chuckling. Brandon's features seemed to lighten up a bit, which seemed a bit weird to me, but I decided not to think anything of it. 

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