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She looked below her, to the crowd wondering what the hold up was on the ferris wheel, then to the boy next to her.


"People say that your life flashes before your eyes before you die, but they're wrong. Its not your life that passes before you, its the regrets that do." he suddenly said.


"Who are you? Buddha?" she asked laughing to herself.  


"Yeah. Didn't you hear? I started working out." She laughed at his attempts of being suave.


His gaze focused on her again, searching for anything under the surface, but she was meticulous.


She sighed.


"What are your regrets?" Her voice was soft, as if she was scared to ask, but the way she tipped her head back and exhaled exuded confidence; illuminating the incongruity she was.


It was his turn to face the sky. The stars were gone, he noticed, replaced by the lights of the fair and the buildings below.  He thought long and hard.  And in the end, he really didn't have an answer for her.


She noticed the fact that he was ignoring her question, so she tossed him a pointed look.


"I don't have any" was his  reply. "What do you regret?" he asked.  His curiosity only earned him a scowl and he rolled his eyes.


"Everything" was all she said. "I mean look at us, we barely know each other and yet I'm telling you shit. Not that you haven't heard the rumors or-" She quickly clamped her mouth shut, suddenly focused on the cig she was furiously putting out against the cold metal underneath them.


He scoffed. "Everyone knows about last year. You fucking disappeared for two months." Her face scrunched with annoyance and anger again, and he leaned back, stretching his arms along the back of the bench. "Not to mention the fact that you lost like fourty pounds in no time."


She looked away angrily. Why was she even talking to this guy?


Oh yeah, because she was stuck in a cage with him whilst being suspended in the air. When were they going to make this damned thing work again?


He instantly snapped his mouth shut. Maybe he shouldn't have mentioned it.


Maybe they shouldn't have spoken to each other at all.

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