"The best way to understand someone is through their favorite food" - Riley Monroe
Right when the game started, I turned my water gun and sprayed it at Aaron who was so surprised he fell off the seat. Laughing, I turned back and sprayed at the target.
"You cheater!" He said as he got back on the seat. I looked at him and gave him a quick smile before turning my attention back to the game.
"Not my fault you started it first."
C'mon almost there. The little bar was an inch away from the bell when Aaron's bar passed mine and set off the bell.
I stared at him shocked.
"Told you I'm good." He smirked.
"B-but..." Ugh I give up. How on earth did he recover on time?
"We have a winner!" The game vendor said. "... And ahh... We have a couple here," The vendor said chuckling.
"What?" Me and Aaron said together. "We're-" We looked at each other. "Stop copying me!" We both said at the same time. Then we both turned away from each other and crossed our arms with our heads held high.
"Oh kids these days... Always in denial..." The vendor said amused. "So what will it be, boy?"
To be honest, I was eyeing the stuffed panda and with Aaron being Aaron, he just had to pick the panda. So now I was looking at him with envy.
"Have a nice day, kids!" the vendor called after us. We waved bye to him. The vendor was nice. Not like those grumpy other ones who look like they're dying. I mean, would it kill them to smile?
We both said at the same time and turned to face each other.
I laughed. "You go first."
He scratched the back of his neck nervously. Wait something is wrong here. Aaron? Nervous? When pigs fly.
Shyly, he handed me the panda. My eyes widened in surprise as my cheeks started to heat up.
"F-for me?" I asked. I wanted to slap myself then and there. Of course it's for you, you idiot. Do you see anyone else around here?
"Yeah," He stuttered looking anywhere but my eyes. Awe. So cute.
I chuckled at his antics. "Thank you" I said, and took the panda and hugged it.
"Well it's not like I'm going to do anything with it anyway," He waved it off, but I saw a tinge of pink on his cheeks. Awww... I just want to give him a hug.
"So..." I cleared my throat changing the subject to put him out of his misery. "What are we doing next?"
He looked relieved from the subject change. "You, my friend owe me a snack and you have to go on any ride I want."
"Okay. What do you want to eat?"
"You," He said with a serious face.
I stared at him shocked and scrunched my face. "You disgusting hot headed, son of a-"
I stopped when I saw him doubled over with laughter. "...Oh haha very funny," I said then started walking away.
"Hey, I was kidding!" He shouted after me, and ran to catch up. "Oh I know," I said turning around to face him with a smirk on my face.
"Then why did you walk away?" he pouted. This guy is like a puppy I'm serious.
"Because people were staring," I said with a blank face. "And with the way you were laughing, I wouldn't be surprised if someone called the mental hospital."
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A Handful of Sugar (COMPLETED & REVISED)Teen Fiction
*WARNING TO ANYONE WHO READS THIS: Although I revised the story (fixed grammar & added new scenes), please keep in mind that I wrote this story in 8th grade. Read at your own risk.* Riley Monroe has always dreamed of opening up her very own bakery...