~She loved him and he loved her, but it wasn't that simple.~
Aspen Moore was born in a crib made of gold. Being the daughter of a Supreme Court Judge and famous actress, she was destined a life of riches. She might seemed spoiled and snobby, dadd...
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~Even though i stopped liking you, every time someone says your name, my head turns right towards them. It's like every time i hear it, I think of all we could have had and all the could've happened that didn't.~
Aspen
When the car finally stopped, i came face to face with neon colors, bright lights, and huge roller coasters. Lennox's mouth tilted up into a huge grin showing off his pearly white teeth and deep dimples. His blue eyes were sparkling with excitement and were glued to the biggest ride in the whole park.
We got out of the car and the warm summer breeze blows my hair into my face making me pull it back into a high pony tail. Lennox steps out after me and takes my hand. We take off running towards the ticket booth. I wait while he buys our tickets and when he does he take my hand again and we walk into the boardwalk.
"Where to first?" I ask.
He shrugs. "You can pick, but we have to get on the sling shot." He points to the huge ride making me beam.
"Let's go then!"
We happily walk to the line and stand behind the girls in front of us. The tall brunette turns around and gasps at us. She taps her friend's shoulder and soon everyone is looking at us. I see a couple people taking pictures making me put up a peace sign.
Lennox chuckles at me and does the same thing. "You sure know how to make any situation good."
I laugh. "Not always."
"Can I have a picture with you guys?" The brunette asks nervously making me smile and nod.
"Wait i have a selfie stick." Lennox says pulling out a selfie stick from the Jans Port back pack he was carrying. "Let's take a group selfie."
He extends the stick as far as it goes and yells 'smile' then takes multiple selfies. In all of them he comes out flawless while i look like a goose that just got shot out of the sky. He looks at all of the pictures and smiles.
"This is my favorite." He shows me the picture where I don't look like a dying animal.
"I love it!" I say. "Send it to me."
He smirks at me. "What's your number?"
"(***) ***-****" I say watching him type it into his phone. In just a few seconds i receive the picture. "Thanks."
he smirks at me like he knows something i don't. "No prob."
