good day. You don’t know Kelly. She likes getting her way and she wasn’t going to get it when it came to me. I guess the timing of all of us meeting you is the problem. She has misdirected her negative attention to the wrong person. She should be lashing out at me.” He hugged me. When he moved his arm from my shoulders, his watch tangled up in my hair. As the Ferris wheel went round again, I had to turn my head and face him, like almost stick my face in Noah’s while he worked on freeing the buckle from my hair. When he pulled my hair by accident, he cradled the side of my face with his free hand, “I’m so sorry.” He rested his forehead on mine for a second. That just made my heart race and I welcomed the tugs and pulls on my hair so he’s be sweet to me again.
Noah continued to struggle to free his watch from my hair with one hand. We laughed at our predicament when our heads bumped together once the Ferris wheel abruptly stopped.
I was finally detached from Noah when it was time to get off.
“Man that was awkward.” He rocked back and forth on his heels while we waited for a text from Josh. The few minutes we waited felt like forever. He pulled out his phone. “Josh wants to meet us at the far end of the carnival.”
Once we met up with him, he said he wasn’t able to resolve anything. He couldn’t find the girls. All that was left to do was walk us home.
“I’m sorry the night ended on such a downer.” Josh stared off in the distance while we stood in a half circle in front of the Caravan.
“Me too.” Noah briefly brushed my arm with the back of his hand.
It gave me chills and I smiled, glancing at him. We were standing in the shadows and his pinky caught mine for a second before he followed Josh.
Josh turned to wave as they walked away.
When Cessie disappeared inside, relief washed over me. I was so tired of listening to her whine. Thankfully, we had worn Cessie out completely so she wouldn’t be whining much longer.
I leaned against the Caravan and watched the boys as they headed back towards the carnival on their way to the campground. I knew for a fact that Noah liked me more after our fun that night and it wasn’t a figment of my imagination. He was discreet with his flirting when Josh was around, though. Then it struck me. Josh wasn’t just friendly and funny with me to be nice. He liked me too. My chest tightened with feelings that were more anguished than warm and fuzzy.
When I entered our room, Cessie carried on with her sniveling. I crawled across the bed and out the window. Settling on the roof with my tablet, it was sinking in that I suddenly had more problems than I thought.
I used Noah’s Facebook friends list to look up Josh. I hadn’t friended him, but I could see he was tagged in the video that was posted on his timeline from that morning’s fall. My finger hovered over the screen to play it. I changed my mind. All the likes and comments that said it was so funny brought tears to my eyes. I finally let go and cried. I struggled to read Josh’s comments through my tears.
Josh: There’s nothing funny about this.
Rachel: You were trying not to laugh and would think it was funny if you didn’t like Seraphoney so much.
Josh: I do like her. Why be mean? What did she ever do to you? You, Bree, and Kelly are just jealous. Get over it and leave Sera alone.
Their comments continued to go back and forth but I didn’t want to read on. I went to Noah’s page. His Timeline had the pictures of the three of us when we were posing on the Caravan. I smiled and wiped away my tears. I slid each picture across the screen. There were the ones Josh took of the four of us on the rides together. They made me laugh. I didn’t realize Josh was making so many funny faces. When Noah took pictures and Josh was behind me, I remembered his hand on my shoulder, but I didn’t remember how he posed so close to my face. I could actually see it in the pictures. He liked me. How come I
Noah continued to struggle to free his watch from my hair with one hand. We laughed at our predicament when our heads bumped together once the Ferris wheel abruptly stopped.
I was finally detached from Noah when it was time to get off.
“Man that was awkward.” He rocked back and forth on his heels while we waited for a text from Josh. The few minutes we waited felt like forever. He pulled out his phone. “Josh wants to meet us at the far end of the carnival.”
Once we met up with him, he said he wasn’t able to resolve anything. He couldn’t find the girls. All that was left to do was walk us home.
“I’m sorry the night ended on such a downer.” Josh stared off in the distance while we stood in a half circle in front of the Caravan.
“Me too.” Noah briefly brushed my arm with the back of his hand.
It gave me chills and I smiled, glancing at him. We were standing in the shadows and his pinky caught mine for a second before he followed Josh.
Josh turned to wave as they walked away.
When Cessie disappeared inside, relief washed over me. I was so tired of listening to her whine. Thankfully, we had worn Cessie out completely so she wouldn’t be whining much longer.
I leaned against the Caravan and watched the boys as they headed back towards the carnival on their way to the campground. I knew for a fact that Noah liked me more after our fun that night and it wasn’t a figment of my imagination. He was discreet with his flirting when Josh was around, though. Then it struck me. Josh wasn’t just friendly and funny with me to be nice. He liked me too. My chest tightened with feelings that were more anguished than warm and fuzzy.
When I entered our room, Cessie carried on with her sniveling. I crawled across the bed and out the window. Settling on the roof with my tablet, it was sinking in that I suddenly had more problems than I thought.
I used Noah’s Facebook friends list to look up Josh. I hadn’t friended him, but I could see he was tagged in the video that was posted on his timeline from that morning’s fall. My finger hovered over the screen to play it. I changed my mind. All the likes and comments that said it was so funny brought tears to my eyes. I finally let go and cried. I struggled to read Josh’s comments through my tears.
Josh: There’s nothing funny about this.
Rachel: You were trying not to laugh and would think it was funny if you didn’t like Seraphoney so much.
Josh: I do like her. Why be mean? What did she ever do to you? You, Bree, and Kelly are just jealous. Get over it and leave Sera alone.
Their comments continued to go back and forth but I didn’t want to read on. I went to Noah’s page. His Timeline had the pictures of the three of us when we were posing on the Caravan. I smiled and wiped away my tears. I slid each picture across the screen. There were the ones Josh took of the four of us on the rides together. They made me laugh. I didn’t realize Josh was making so many funny faces. When Noah took pictures and Josh was behind me, I remembered his hand on my shoulder, but I didn’t remember how he posed so close to my face. I could actually see it in the pictures. He liked me. How come I
Similar Books
