My Ex-Boyfriend From Kindergarten

Chapter 21: What If

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Sunny, Story and I went to see the fishes first. We went into one of those aquarium tunnels. Story didn’t want to go at first. She held on pretty tight to Sunny, which looked cute. I guess she thought that the water could break in any time and we would drown in seconds.

Ultimately, Sunny was able to convince Story that it was absolutely safe. He carried her as we entered the tunnel. As minutes passed, the fear on her face turned into amazement.

Now, I’m not one who can identify the differences of fishes scientifically. No, Sunny was the one who kept educating Story about the fishes she would look at and point to. I was more like Story, looking and pointing at the fishes. I think the only fishes I can name are sharks and clown fishes. And I got familiar with those two through movies. Sunny would say headstander, I would say the striped fish. Sunny would say lemon tetra, I would say the fish with a red tint in its eyes.

After the aquarium, we decided to have lunch. I know I might be starting to sound like a broken record, but Sunny looks ten times cuter when he’s with any one of his sisters. He’s just so caring. And it’s obvious that he’s not just putting up a façade because his sisters show him so much love, too. It gets me thinking that maybe he’s trying to be the father figure that their real father can’t seem to be.

He fed her spaghetti and wiped her mouth whenever the sauce would smear. Even when she got the food on Sunny’s shirt, he didn’t get mad. He even told her that it was okay so she wouldn’t feel bad. But she’s so cute, too. She took all of the napkins on the table and tried to wipe the stain off. She had this funny surprised look on her face when she realized she only made the stain spread.

Some people would be concerned about feeling out of place when they’re out with such close siblings. It definitely did not become a concern. Sunny made sure of that. He was so in control of the situation. I never felt out of place or disregarded.

After lunch, we went to play some games. Story immediately got her eyes on this huge beaver stuffed animal prize. She pulled me and Sunny to the game booth. We watched other people play the game to learn what we needed to do. So, the objective was to make this bottle stand using this stick that had a looped cord around the bottle’s neck. We saw about five people try and fail. The bottle would keep on falling back on its side no matter how fast or slow they tried to make it stand.

“Sunny, please, please, please win me the beaver,” Story said in her high-pitched little voice while pointing to the prize.

“I’ll try my best, Story,” Sunny smiled at her. But I felt like he knew he might not be able to give her that beaver. The game was really tough.

“I’m sure you can do it!” were Story’s words of encouragement.

Sunny tried and failed. He tried again and failed again. This kind of went on for a while. Then Sunny realized he couldn’t do it. He wasn’t about to spend all their money on one game. Story was visibly sad about it. But she understood.

The three of us went on to try other games. Sunny must have felt bad about not being able to get Story that beaver, because he went on to get her four teddy bears, one monkey, and one turtle. She was barely able to hold all the prizes Sunny won for her.