Charles didn't mentioned where he'd be taking me. So that made it harder for me to find an outfit.After an hour of looking for an outfit. I decided to go with my white off the shoulder top, some black distressed jeans, my beige side bag and my white converse. Simple but effective.
I believe he said he'd pick me up at 7pm and it was now 6:30pm. I had only thirty minutes to get dressed and comb my hair.
I styled my hair in a high bun with my natural curly bang to the front. Cute.
As I was admiring myself in the mirror my mum called for me.
"Honey,Charles is here."
"Just a minute mum."
Even though I was only fifteen, my mum and dad allowed me to go out a lot because they trusted me.
I quickly popped on some lip gloss, took a quick look at myself again, I was popping, and headed for the stairs.
Charles stood there in awe. I mean I wasn't even looking all glitz and glamorous. So it had to be something else he had been looking at.
"Hey," I casually said.
"Hey Agnes, you look...wow," he said with his eyes all bright.
"Thank you for sending her, Mrs.Woodford."
"No problem. Now you kids go on and have fun. No funny business," she said with a warm smile.
*
"So are we walking?" I asked.
"No,there's our ride," he said with a mischievous smile.
All I saw was a motorcycle. I was not getting on that. It's so unsafe.
"I'm not getting on that."
"Oh come on, live on the edge for once."
I sighed and walked towards the motorcycle. I could see his smirk as he held out a black helmet for me. What is it with him and smirking? Geez.
"Hang on."
*
The fair looked so beautiful, with all the colorful lights. It was so attractive. The place was filled with families, kids, couples. Speaking about couples. Is that what Charles and I are? I was quickly snatched away from my thoughts by a familiar voice. Ruth.
"Agnes," she shouted and hugged me tightly.
"Ruth, I can't believe it, I haven't seen you in ages."
I have not seen Ruth in 5 years. When she moved away, it was devastating for me.
"Who are you here with?"
"Him." I said waving my hand to the back of me.
Charles was steadying his motorcycle.
"Isn't that the creep from next door?"
"He isn't a creep Ruth."
"Okay, if you say so. Well I'm going, we were here a while so it's time to go. It was so nice seeing you." She said as she hugged me again before she left.
Charles then approached me, resting his hand on my lower back, which sent chills through my entire body. He removed his hands quickly leaving me in desperation of his touch.
We played a lot of games, he even won a cute teddy bear for me. The night was magical. Just as I thought the night couldn't get any better. We both got on the Ferris wheel and in the middle of me blabbering about school I felt his soft lips press against mine.
I took no time to kiss him back.
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The Outcast
Mystery / Thriller15 year old Agnes Woodford meets Charles Rosewood, her weird crush. The two grow to know each other but do they really. Read to find out.