"The park?"
"Yes,the park. Come on,"I said getting out of the car.
We walked along the path and I saw an ice cream stand.
"Want some?"I asked Becca.
"Sure."
"What do you want?"
"Vanilla."
'Two vanilla,"I told the man.
"Here you go,"I said handing Becca her ice cream.
"Thanks."
We continued walking through the park talking about random things. We only stopped when Becca wanted to swing on the swing set.
"What time is it?"Becca asked.
I pulled out my phone. Wow,it was later than I thought.
"I think it's time we go home,"I said.
"Yeah,"Becca sighed.
As we walked to the car I slowly grabbed Becca's hand. She didn't pull away and it put a huge smile on my face.
I can't believe she makes me feel this way. I'm supposed to be punk.
