Festival.

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by Mya_Holman

by Mya_Holman

Sorry guys, bad case of writers block.
~Rylee~

"Why?" I asked Jorel, who was talking to me on the phone.

He wanted to take me, and just me to a Festival, which had a couple bands playing, some rides and food bars. I asked him if it was a date, and all he said is "I don't know". So, it was either a date or just something to do.

But if it wasn't a date wouldn't he have the 5 guys come? This was confusing. Jorel wanted to spend the whole day there, which was fine by me because I never get out unless it's to go see Daniel and Sondra or go to the Hollywood Undead studio. J said he'd come get me in just a second.

"You mean, 'in a couple of minutes'?" I giggle, which made him chuckle.

"What ever floats your boat." He says, then hangs up.

"Oh my god!" Jorel screamed with laughter, his hands in the air as the roller costed dropped down a hill.

I held on for dear life. Roller coasters were terrifying, it was probably because I wasn't used to them. Also, it didn't help the fact that we were in the very front. It was as if we were going to hit the bottom with a crash. Of course, the coaster kept going. Strangers behind us screamed and laughed.

"Are you okay?" J exclaimed.

"Yeah, I'm just not used to roller-" I screamed as we went in a loopty-loop, and I buried my face into Jorel's chest. I felt him laugh and giggle as he raised his hands into the air. He smelt amazing. His cologne was a very strong zen smell, but even better than that.

Jorel was having a blast. The first thing he wanted to do is go on this roller coaster. I was fine with it, since seeing him happy was probably one of the best things on earth. When the ride ended, it didn't stop slowly, it stopped suddenly. It was so quick I could've got whiplash. J-Dog continued to giggle.

We got off afterward, and I looked around dizzily. He put his arm around my shoulder and led me away from the ride, "Holy f*ck.."

Both of us walked for awhile until there was a guitar melody you can hear which was not that far away. Jorel stopped dead in his tracks, touching my arm to stop me, "Is that.. AC/DC?"

The guitar continued, which made Jorel bounce up and down like a basketball, "I think it is."

"It's highway to hell!" He took my hand without thinking and drug me towards the sound.

I couldn't help but laugh. He was like a little kid. He sang along after we got to the crowd. We sat down in the grass like all the other people, watching as the band AC/DC finished Highway To Hell.

We cheered with the crowd, and they sang one last song until another band was going onstage.

Short chapter, sorry guys. I hope you liked it. I know exactly what's going to happen in the next chapter. Get ready to read something intense!