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Being in Love is sweeter when you know you're in Love.

So, instead of being a sissy and going, 'Oh my, this can't be. It's impossible, we're so different!', I'm just going to accept it.

And smile like an idiot because I'm in Love.

Summers was in the shower so, I grabbed the chance to go on the laptop.

'Google, are you my friend?'

Google Is Your Friend.

"Cool." I typed in 'Fun Things To Do In New Mexico'.

There were Monuments, Museums, Casinos, and more!

Don't get me wrong- they looked great - but, they were just so much work to prepare for...

Summers walked in, "Hey, what are you doing-"

"What can we do today?"

She smiled, "I don't know..."

Summers jumped on the bed next to me, "We could go to the park but, I don't really know where that is."

"We could figure it out on the way there." I said, already standing up to go.

"Yeah, because Google Maps for Motorcycles doesn't exist nowadays." She rolled her eyes, putting her black converse on.

Ditching the DuckTales shirt, she went for a yellow shirt that said, 'Iconic' and headed out.

Her black shorts rose up when she got on the motorcycle and my face turned neon pink.

Though, I couldn't let that disrupt my safety so, nevertheless, I put my arms around her warm hips.

* * *

"Are you sure you know where you're going?" I yelled, battling with the wind.

"Nope. Not a clue."

"Hey, what's that over there?" I pointed to a clearing in the midst of the awfully green trees.

Summers went towards it until we were inside whatever this place was.

We got off the motorcycle and admired the- what seemed- magical view.

The sun was climbing on top of the sky, no clouds around.

It reflected down to the green blue lake below.

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