Chapter 14

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"Right, we are all going around. Falon and Daniella, Emeail and Ava and I have to find my date so cheers. Be back at 23:00!" Damien shouts as he disappears in the wave of people.

Falon waists no time to grab Daniella's hand and lead her off and I just lost Emeail so lovely. I pull my thick light blue hoodie closer to heat up my body. These wripped jeans aren't helping much either. I extend my neck whish Iwas a giraffe for a moment as my eyes scan the sea of people.

Scaning... Scaning... Scaning... Target not found

I sigh and drop back on my heels. Great just great. I turn around in a circle in hopes that he is standing nearby and my eyes just suck. But nope. My eyes work great and he is not here. For the love of all sea turtles and Llama's! Now what? I mean he is carrying our bag with mh phone, wallet and waterbottle. What do I do-

"What are we looking for?" A whisper suprises me next to my ear.

I ofcourse jump and bump into like 50 people but whatever. I found him! He chuckles and grabs my hand gently. He leads me through the sea of visitors and rumble chats. I notice that he is standing his full length and has tried to extend his neck a bit. He is like 30cm taller than everyone else around us.

He quickly buys the tickets and I search for our first ride. I kinda want to go on The Birdy. It is a swing set that goes 40 mph and lifts you so thatyou ssing verticaly. It is scarier than a great white but a LOT of fun. Emeail returns and rolls his eyes at the chick in the ticket booth who is currently eye raping him.

I drag him to the swingset and we wait in line. Soon we hand our choins to the operator and we find our seats. Emeail is placed slightly behind me on the left. The assistant buckles us in and I notice Emeail fidgiting with something. I look over my shoulder to see his placing a camera sucurly on the front of his seat.

He smiles at me and within seconds loud wild music erupts from the system. We start to move forward as theride begins. I feel us start to move into a direct line with the combine and the wind claw the water out of my eyes. Fearful screams enter the air as the ride move up to a vertickle posision. I laugh and throw my hands up.
Not because I am enjoying the hell out of this ride but because thefearfull screams are so funny! The combine starts to do some gentle swaying and soon we are plundging to the ground before missing it by centimetersand flying upto the sky. I watch the fair lights in the dusky sun set. It beautiful! Too soon theride slows down and wereturn to behing horisontal and then slowing to a stop. The loud music ends with some evil guy's creppy laugh. Classic.

The assistant hurries to unbuckles us quickly as the next row of people wait in ecitment. Emeailjoins my side as I rise up almodt falling because I can't feekmy legs. I smile widly and undo my button inside of my hokodie's hood. I made it for these type of occasions. Emeailwraps his arm around my shoulders as we hurry to our next ride. The Mixer.

The Mixer is a row of seatsthan moces in a circle but in clock-and anticlockwise. It goes slower than The Birdy but it is just as fun. We wait in line and watch as the people swing around in the air against the coulerful backround like their nothing. I carefully step upon the platform and take a seat next to Emeail. The assistant quickly helps us buckle in as the operater explains the rules. Soon they disappear and The Mixer's next victims make small talk to ignore the stressfull atmospheer. We all quite down as the ride slowly lifts up and holds us in place for a minute.

Everyone looks around confused but suddenly we all get yerked to the left and spin anticlockwise. Just as we almost get use to the movement we are yerked slightly down and then to the right. This foes on for another few minutes and I ignore the force when we get yerked everytime. Suddenly we all drop to the ground but stop as our feet are inches away from theground and the assistant starts to work. I jump off, having unbuckled myself, and wobble on my legs. I love this! Emeail and I lean on each other to have balance as we walk off the platform.

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