The Ride of My Life (an Ansel Elgort story)

Chapter 3

Ansel's POV

When I accepted my 'friends' invitation to go to the amusement park today, I thought it would be a typical day with them. I figured all day I would be forced nonstop to ride ride after ride and they'd laugh when I would get scared. But that's the exact opposite of what happened.

Lucy. Lucy. Lucy. Lucy.

I can't get that girl out of my head. She's so brave and not like ordinary girls. She's so, independent. I like that.

Don't forget about the fact that she's beautiful.

She's short. There's definitely a height difference between us. She has brown hair, and the way it was tugged in a ponytail made her look even more beautiful.

Her green eyes and long eyelashes makes her have an innocent look and super adorable.

It's been two hours since I left the park.

Is it too early to text her? Yeah. Definitely way too soon. But I can't stop thinking about her.

What if I never get to see her again?

What if she typed the wrong phone number in?

Chill, Ansel, Chill. I'm getting way too paranoid and I barely even know this girl.

I hope that changes, though. I'm going to make it my mission to learn more about this girl.

I start to type a text addressed to Lucy. Nope. Can't do it. I'll try again later.