Soccer balls and wisdom teeth

The date...sorta

He looked so good

Black skinny jeans, black Vlados, a hoodie... Plus a beanie

I love beanies

He took my hand and led me to his car

"Where are we goin Carter?"

"Well, I know you hate surprises, so we are going to a carnival. A whole bunch of viners are gonna be there so don't bring up YouTube"

"That sounds like fun"

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We arrived at the carnival.

It was actually really big

There were rides, games, food areas, and even a huge stage.

We had so much fun!

We rode the biggest roller coaster and he was so scared in the photo.

We decided to play a few games.

I won a giant snoopy, but I traded it in for a little bracelet.

"Krista, I'm having so much fun tonight. I really miss this."

Did I miss this too?

I mean, sure, I'm having fun. But I consider him more as a friend now. Not really anything else. Yes, he was very good looking and his personality changed a lot, but we had a complicated past. I can't just overlook that.

He waved his hand in front of my face

"Yoohoo! Anyone there? Krista?"

I guess I was just absorbed In my thoughts

"Yea, I'm having fun too"

"Do you miss us Krista?"

I was panicking about what to say

But thankfully a man announced they were gonna have an open karaoke night.

"Look cater! Karaoke! Let's go!"

I dragged him over and was relived I wouldn't have to answer the question.

Lots of people gathered by the stage

Carter and I walked over

The first person to go up was Angelina Hart. She was so much prettier in person!

She sang "bubbly"

The announcer guy asked who wanted to go next.

"She wants to go next!"

I looked around trying to see who said that, until I realized it was carter pointing at me.

I made my way to the stage

Looked at all the song choices.

And found a song I like

"Head under water

And they tell me to breathe easy for a while

The breathing gets harder, even I know that

Made room for me but it's too soon to see

If I'm happy in your hands

I'm unusually hard to hold on to

Blank stares at blank pages

No easy way to say this

You mean well, but you make this hard on me

I'm not gonna write you a love song