short crush / love stories

What a Rollercoaster!

Fixated on: Cole and Kamryn
A/N: Story is entirely in Kamryn's POV
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I knew I was going to dread Six flags right now. Usually most people would appreciate the well thought amusement rides, but today I wasn't feeling it.
Mainly because, kidnapped by force, I had to go to Six flags to be a 5th wheel. At first, when this invitation was presented to me I thought it was an all girls night, but at the very last millisecond these girls decide to bring their boyfriends. I mean I was fine about it but I knew what it would bring. Awkwardness. In every ride I'll be the odd one out, sitting with a ghost to the right of me.
I stepped in Lexi's car with second thoughts. I could anticipate the kissing and the hugging and me obviously being jealous of it all. It brought in disastrous feelings about myself. In the moment, it defined who I was and who I will be. The dark was shining on me, indeed.
"Kammi," my other friend, Leslie started screaming at me, "snap out of it!"
I hated that name. I despised that name. The only person who could call me "Kammi," was my mother and she was fucking dead.
"Easy for you to say," I start to sigh as I stare at the sky, imagining there were stars...
"Lighten up, Kami," Ryan, Leslie's boyfriend says while a soft hand caresses his shoulder blade.
Instead of lightening up, I close my eyes softly.
And I teleport.
To Six flags.
...
Lexi parks the car unevenly and that builds upon my stress for today. I was somewhat excited that my hands were shaking. I haven't been to Six flags in years, and with the amount of people it would surge my adrenaline to an ultimate high. With this in mind, I was so god damn hyper. Everyone gets out of the car in slow motion, but I speed out and to the entrance which leads the whole group entirely mad at me.
"Kamryn!" Lexi shouts.
"Kamryn can you fucking slow down!" Tyler says.
"Yeah.. Kammi..." the words can barely get out of Leslie's mouth as it seems like she is tired.
"Aspetta, aspetta!" Ryan laughs.
When I reach the beginning of entrance I halt to wait for everyone. Stunned and shock, a smile appears on my face. Joy is stabbed into my veins. At this point, I was feeling all the happiness that the world could ever give me. I ignored the others and all human beings for a second and stared down at the little imprint, shadow of all the rides. When I snap out of my shock made by the rollercoasters, I clear my long coffee-colored hair and notice a tall, dirty blonde haired boy staring at me head on. But in a matter of seconds, he stops staring and instantly disappears. Most likely disappearing through the ticket aisle.
I start to squint to find him again. I can't. It all felt like a dream. Until I realized reality caught up with me finally,my friends were motioning me over to their membership line. I follow them and get in line. All the lines in Six Flags take a while. That's why you needed someone right there to talk to you. But at this point, my friends were ignoring me like I wasn't a part of them.
Leslie tells me that there is a deal, half off for a friend if you had a season pass. Which means I had to pay about 30 bucks, which was great, considering I was cheap and didn't want to spend my money. I start to squeal. I wasn't here for my friends of course, I was here for the rides. Finally, we were next in line. I was electrified.
"Ticket booth 4," the PA like system vibrates.
We walk over to ticket booth 4. Today wasn't as crowded as Six Flags was claimed ought to be, all I knew was the lines for the rides were going to be extremely long...
"That would be 30.25 ma'am," The ticket holder politely notifies me.
I give her my 30 bucks and 25 cents. She in turn gives me my ticket. The ticket itself impressed me, it was blue and colorful. In a way, it was the gateway to joy and happiness for kids and teenagers alike.
"What ride are we going on guys?" Leslie asks.
"Venom!" The others scream.
We walk over to the line to Venom. My eyes straightaway look at the sign that said : 45 minute wait. I start to groan. The others don't, most likely because they were use to this. But I wasn't. As I always knew, impatience and anxiety was my best friend. At the wrong moments.
Everyone in the group had someone to talk to, except me. I felt lonely. Behind the curtains, I silently stared at Tyler and Lexi's relationship with full of jealously. The happiness in my brain deteriorated and the new emotion that was inputted in my brain was sadness. Tyler smiled at Lexi and kissed her on the cheek as she flashed a bright red, and instantly I knew what I wanted secretly: an actual relationship.
I knew for sure nobody would like me. Nobody does. At my school. Tears started approaching me but it was all disrupted when Leslie tapped on my shoulder.
"Kammi," Leslie said, "some creepy guy is staring at you," she starts hardcore laughing.
I looked over but I couldn't see who she was talking about. She could sense that I couldn't see him, so she faintly pointed at a guy a few people head of us. He wasn't really far from us. He was distinct-able from the rest of the crowd, he wore a celeste blue shirt and in the back of his shirt it shined with words that said, "Hard work defines talent." But at the same time, he looked familiar like he goes to our school familiar. He stood with nobody, all alone.
"Maybe you should bring him over with us," Leslie said sarcastically.
Even if she was saying it sarcastically, I took her advice. I wanted to know who he was, because I knew I've seen him in school before. I stepped into the big line and cut a few people, apologizing, explaining that I would be back to my spot in a few seconds. Finally, I halted. My nervousness flew off the charts as my eyes looked up to see a tall, muscular back with a blue shirt. It was him. I took a few breathes and stretched out my arms, which was an exercise for me to get ready for this awkward conversation. A few seconds later, I took a leap for womankind and out of my comfort zone.
"H—i," I said softly.
Silence. He didn't hear me. Welp that's good enough. Leslie frowned and laughed at the same time. Finally as I was about to go back to my original spot, the group of rats finally moved largely, but at the wrong time. I was smacked into the tall boy's back. And if I really was to talk about awkward interactions, this was the worst. Ever.
"I'm so fucking sorry," he turned around and genuinely apologized to me.
I could see his face. It was Cole. Cole Harmons. He played wrestling for our school, and was one of the stars. He was really sweet, but broken and went through a lot of extreme crap which scared me inside. I've heard a lot of stories about him. He was cheated on twice, sophomore year and freshmen year, and his father would always beat him. Up until recently, Cole got the courage to defend himself and his family, because his father was going to kill his mother. Cole wasn't the best looking guy, that I could admit but his face emitted with kindness and genuineness. Most guys didn't have that character trait.
He was shocked to see me. Most likely because he wasn't expecting I would come over here to talk to him, I didn't either. In that moment, he rapidly fixed his posture and became a rigid like structure, consolidated like steel. He took a couple lengthy breathes and I could sense his hot breathe from here.
"Kamryn, hey, wassup?" His voice was somewhat raspy and really deep, but it had cracks here and there.
The most noticeable feature was his sweating, it was the Fright Fest in October, and it was about 50 degrees. I was puzzled. He shouldn't be sweating...
"Hey Cole," I say awkwardly.
Silence again decorated the aura of this relation between us. After a couple minutes of awkward silence, I started to move my chess piece.
"You wanna come with us on the rides, I mean you seem alone, you know, I don't mean it in that way..." I start rambling about god knows what.
"I would be delighted," he smiles.