Storybook Island

+ Average, Average, Average...

"Yep."

"Sounds good to me."

I went over to the DVD players and popped the movie in. Then, I unceremoniously threw myself on the couch as the movie started and ate my ice cream. Meghan had already dropped a scoop of mint chocolate chip on the couch before they even got to the iconic scene when Indy takes the idol.

I sank into the covers happily. This was living.

When the movie ended, it was long after dark, and the parks were closed, so we went to bed. Before I could fall asleep, however, there was a knock on my door. I turned around with great difficulty and yawned. "Come in."

The door creaked open as Meghan hurried to my bed and sat down. "I have an idea."

"That can't be good." The last time she had an idea, I had to walk all the way from school to Storybook Island and almost got run over once when I crossed the freeway. 

She shoved my arm, a bit too hard for my liking. "Haha. I was thinking, the park's closed, but that doesn't mean we can't go have some fun."

"Please elaborate for the sake of clarification." She wasn't really suggesting what I thought she was suggesting, was she? Of course, I had fantasized about it, but would never actually... 

"We could go out in the park." So she was suggesting what I thought she was. Before I could say no, she went on. "We could run around to all the rides-"

"That won't work."

"And swipe some snacks-"

"That's theft."

"And just have fun."

"You're crazy. I'm in."

She smirked and grabbed my hand, tiptoeing out of the room. Uncle Charlie was snoring in his room, like thunder. That could not be healthy. We snuck by his room and through the house to the door, which creaked as we shoved it open. 

The two of us froze. Uncle Charlie coughed in his sleep and kept snoring. Releasing a breath, we tiptoed to the door and swung it open. Meghan turned the handle once we were outside, making sure the door was silent as it shut. Only then did I relax.

"Let's go," I grinned, and dragged my cousin down the steps. We reached the bottom and dodged passed one of the night guards, slipping into the shadows to roam the park. At night, there was nothing to light it up, but we could somewhat see. 

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed, looking up at one of the rollercoasters, looming high above our heads. 

Meghan looked around frantically and retreated towards a bench. "What? Is it a guard?"

"No. I had an idea. A really unsafe, cool idea."

"I love unsafe, cool ideas."

"Let's climb the roller coaster."

"Let's do it."

We ran to the roller coaster's boarding dock, clambering up the steps noisily. I wasn't quite sure what I was doing or if I was going to die, but I hesitantly got on the metal tracks and got in a crawling position. My ascent was an intense one. I had climbed things before: jungle gyms, ropes, totem poles, but roller coasters? Never. 

The rungs of the roller coaster were thick and cool against my sweaty palms. I gripped them so tightly my knuckles were white, but I kept going. I was glad I had chosen to climb this rollercoaster, called The Wolf. It was centered around Little Red Riding Hood, so the metal was red and the cars were designed to look like wolves. It had a decent hill but no loops or anything, so it was a bit safer to climb than the others.