"You can do it I believe in you!"
Alexa leant over the bench, her small frame throwing balls and aiming for the clowns mouth. Christian stood there holding the stuffed bunny he had won for her at the ring toss.
"I'm trying!" Alexa sighed as she threw the last ball and it bounced off the rim of the clowns mouth.
"Awe, it's okay Lex, I don't need any stuffed toys."
Kras chuckled pulling her into a hug, his hands tightening at the sides of her denim jacket.
"I know but I really wanted to win you something."
"Hey, what do you say we get some cotton candy?"
"Yes pleaseee." Alexa's eyes lit up at the mention of food.
After eating Alexa and Kras decided to go to the ferris wheel. It's large colourful frame looked down at them, flashing neon blues, purples, reds and greens. Christian glanced at Alexa, her soft fragile face so consumed by the florescent lights. Her dark black hair fell just below her shoulders, some of it sat in waves others in ringlets. She wasn't wearing makeup, she didn't need it. Her plump lips already a deep shade of red. Her eyelashes already curled up perfectly. Her skin so clear, it practically glowed from the shine of the ferris wheel. She was goregous, but no matter how beautiful a girl she was, no one could compare to Mitchel.
"You ready?" He intertwined their fingers.
"Absolutely." Her lips curling at the sides, as she smiled up at the tall boy.
The ride began and they watched as all the people below them got smaller and smaller. When they reached the top, the ride came to a stop. The air blew through Christian's hair and he had to tuck it behind his ears to stop it from getting in his mouth. Looking over the fair he could see hundreds of tiny lights. The faint sound of the ocean behind them allowed a sense of relaxation to wash over him. He closed his eyes and listened, the sound of laughter, the sound of people screaming from thrill rides. The sounds of the ocean and the faint music that played through the speakers on the rides. It was beautiful. Turning to Alexa he could see she feels the same. His hand toucher her cheek as he leant in slowly. Their lips touched, hers were slightly chapped. The kiss was cold and short, nothing like his and Mitchel's.
By the time the night was over and he was dropping Alexa home, She'd asked him to be hee boyfriend. It wasn't weird because they'd know each other so long, it was weird because in his heart he knew he could stand not being with Mitchel if he was with someone like her.
He closed the door of his bedroom and headed to the shower. When he got home the house was quiet. He knew Clinton wasn't going to be home till really late because he was out editing some songs at the studio. Mitchel was probably sat in his room with another girl no doubt. The cold water hit his back and he jumped a little. He'd always preferred cooler showers because for some reason he always felt super warm even in winter. The shower lasted about ten minutes before he got out put on a pair of shorts and headed to the kitchen for some orange juice.
When he reached the bottom of the stairs he saw Mitchel in the kitchen already. He's dating Alexa now, it doesn't have to be weird between them.
"Hey Mitty, can I talk to you for a minute?" He asked walking up to the fridge.
"Sure." He sat on the counter of the bench.
"About the other night, um we were both tired and you were high and yeah the uh kiss it was nothing we can forget about it haha. I've actually got a girlfriend now so there's no need for us to be awkward." He rubbed the back of my neck.
"Yeah I was thinking the same thing, oh you and Alexa are dating? Congrats buddy!" Mitchel rubbed Christian's shoulder.
"Thanks man, so we're all good? We can stop avoiding each other now?"
"Yeah, haha we're all good. Imma head to bed though it's pretty late, I'll talk to you tomorrow goodnight."
"Night."
He watched Mitchel as he walked off to bed. He was wearing a long sleeve t-shirt, that's weird usually he doesn't wear shirts to bed. Maybe he's just cold. At least now I can have my best friend back he thought turning back to the fridge to get orange juice.
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Wow things are heating uppp.
Is Mitchel okay?
Do you think Christian and Alexa will last?
Will Mitchel keep doing drugs and cutting?
Where the fuck is Clinton in all this?
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"Anthony, Not My Braids"
Fanfiction"Anthony, hurry up we're gonna be late!" "I told you not to call me that you dumbass," Christian replies, running down the driveway. He looks over at me and tugs on my gedi braids. My heart flutters and I instantly slap his hand away. "Why do you al...
