A Summer Romance

Chapter Twenty-One - Skylar and Ryan

A/N:

Hey guys, I'll keep it short since it's at the beginning, but, sorry for the wait and the cliff hanger on the last Chapter.

This chapter's a little different, it has three POV's, but it was necessary.

But I think you'll be happy with this one!!! :)

Read on my Wattpaders!!!!

ENJOY!!!

-Kevin

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Chapter Twenty-One - Skylar and Ryan

"If there is no risk, there is no reward."

-Christy Raedeke

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Skylar

"Please!?"

"No."

"Please?!"

"Why?"

"Because. It'll only be here a few more days, and we both have today off. Ryan, I really want to go!"

Ryan groaned and looked up at the ceiling in frustration, "Fine-"

"Yes!" I ran to my room to change and yelled. "Hurry your ass up and get ready! We're going to the fair!"

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An hour later, we bought our tickets and bracelets for the fair and walked through the gate with the hundreds of other people.

I smiled giddly and stopped at the bench and looked around at the different games, rides, and concession stands.

"So, where to first?"

I shrugged and looked around at the rides. "How about we do that one?" I pointed to the spinning ride that went upside down, and looked over to Ryan.

He eyed the ride and grabbed my hand, "How about we start out easy?" He pulled me to the Zipper, and we stood in line for a few minutes, "Why'd you want to come to the fair so bad?"

I shrugged and looked around at the children laughing and eating cotton candy, "I've never been to one, so I thought, why not?"

When I looked back at Ryan, he was giving me and unbelievable look, "You've never been to the fair?"

I shook my head, "Never."

His eyes widened further, "Why!? First no Wendy's, and now no fair! You had no childhood!"

I shrugged as we moved up in line, getting closer and closer to the front, "Well, my dad always worked and my mom never wanted to take me, and Luke worked with my dad. And, the fair was only around for a month out of the year, and it was the busiest time of year for my dad, so...I never went to one."

Ryan's face softened, and when he opened his mouth to say something, the operator of the ride spoke up, "Come on kids, your up."

We showed him our bracelets and picked our seat. As we sat down, Ryan clicked his tongue, "Move over."

I raised my eyebrows but scooted over nonetheless, and Ryan plopped down beside me, "Trust me, you'll thank me later."

Once the ride started and we began to spin around, I understood what Ryan meant. Gravity forced me to be pushed against Ryan more and more the faster we spun. Despite the cold wind blowing against me, my body was overcome with a warmth and a mega blush at my unhealthy heart rate.