Summary: Merlin and Morgana meet at a summer festival when they were still kids. Fast forward ten years later, with help from a special someone, they meet up again. Problems arises and jealousy starts stirring. Modern AU. Mergana.

Disclaimer: I do not own BBC's Merlin. If I did, Merlin would've told Morgana he had magic during season 2 instead of her finding out the second to last episode when she was too far down to be saved.

(A/N): Hi! This is my second story that I'm making about Merlin and Morgana. My writing had gotten a bit better, but I still am struggling a bit so bare with me. Hope you enjoy!

Merlin was sitting in the shadow of a nearby ferris wheel, sipping a coke while eating the rest of his popcorn alone. In his pocket was a bar of chocolate he was saving for later. Merlin wondered how he got to his current situation. Oh right, his goddamn uncle forced him to attend a stupid festival that he cared nothing about.

"It's just a festival!" he complained. "There's no big deal in it. You pay an admission fee which is like, 25 pounds! Then you also have to pay for rides and games which equals to another 25 pounds or more! And this isn't including the food!"

"Merlin. You've been laying in that bed all week without doing anything. You should go out and have fun with the kids your age. Your parents brought you here for a reason. You never know, you may experience something that may change your life forever."

And that was how Merlin got forced to attend the yearly summer-fest. He was extremely bored and the booming music coming from the main stage hurt his ears. He didn't see a point in coming. It was just amusement that you have to pay for.

That was what he thought until a girl came along. And that girl...Well she was crying. Merlin suddenly wanted to comfort her.

"Um...Are you okay?" he shyly asked. The girl looked up, emotions flashing in her eyes. Surprise, shock, anger, and then just sadness. She quickly turned around, her back facing Merlin. He just stared at her, amused of her reaction.

"Go away" she complained.

"Not until you tell me what's going on? Why are you crying? It's a festival! You're supposed to be happy, not sad." Merlin reasoned with her.

"Um...My dad said he had to go somewhere and left me all alone. I feel lost when I'm alone and I don't know what to do." she reluctantly admitted. "And what about you? What are you doing here?"

"I'm...You could say I'm getting fat." Merlin smiled, realizing that he just made her speak. The girl's cheek lifted up a bit. Just a bit more, Merlin thought. "Are you hungry? I got some popcorn and pop. I also have a bar of chocolate.

The girl quickly turned around, her eyes sparkling with speckles of tears drying up in her eyes. "Chocolate?" She eagerly replied.

"Yes, chocolate." Merlin chuckled, handing her a piece of chocolate. He then started analyzing the strange girl. She had a skin tone like his, green eyes, and tendrils of dark long hair. She in his eyes, was an Irish beauty.

"What's your name?" the strange girl asked him.

"My name is Merlin" he replied.

"Like the bird Merlin?"

"Um..Yeah...I think." Merlin didn't know what the heck a Merlin bird was, but he went along with it. "What's yours?"

"Morgana" she replied shyly.

"How old are you?" He asked her, curious about her age. She looked older than him, yet acted as young as him.

"Isn't it rude to ask a lady that question?"

"Sorry!" Merlin quickly replied, his face immediately looking the other way.

"Your ears are turning red!" Morgana giggled.

"Are not!" he pouted.

"Anyways, in case you were wondering, I'm 13" Morgana introduced. "You?"

"Er...12" Merlin was crestfallen. This girl wouldn't hang out with a person a year younger than her, would she?

"Wow. You look older than you really are." She replied, shock evident on her face.

"Um...thanks?" The two looked at each other awkwardly. Merlin expected her to say bye and walk away. He expected her to stare at him in disgust at how she conversed with a boy a year younger than her.

"Wanna do something? I know some great games here! Follow me!" Morgana smiled, grabbing his hand and leading him through the night.

The cell phone rang a total of three times. And Merlin ignored it, knowing who it was. The cell kept ringing, totaling seven times now. Merlin finally gave up and picked it up while muttering "bloody prat".

"Hello? Merlin where were you! I called like, fifty times!"

"What do you want now Arthur? I already fixed your car engine. That thing gave me a beating."

"I need you to do a very quick favor."

"I already did your grocery shopping clotpole."

"Pleeease," Arthur pleaded.

"Fine" Merlin resigned. "What do you need?"

"I need you to distract my sister. She's been trying to get Gwen a boyfriend by putting her up with blind dates. Drives me insane," Arthur complained.

"Is Arthur jealous?" Merlin teased.

"No I'm not!" Arthur retorted.

"Yeah, you are."

"Anyways, meet me at my house," Arthur said right before he hung up.

"Hello? Arthur? Bloody prat hung up on me." Merlin laughed, knowing that he won that one. He put away his phone and focused on a picture that he held dear to him.

A girl with green eyes, tendrils of black hair, and a huge smile was hugging him while he took a selfie with his Polaroid. They met at a festival and parted at a nearby beach. It was during a summer visit to his uncle, Gaius. She never told him where she lived or what her cell was. All he knew was her name, what she looked like, and the experiences she gave him. Merlin reluctantly placed the photo down with a longing look. Morgana was one of the best things that ever happened to him. She made him see the world around them and appreciate the life they had. And he would probably never see her again.

Merlin started walking towards his car, revving it up and driving to Arthur's. Arthur lived in his father's mansion which contained 10 guest beds that wasn't going to be used in a long time or even ever in fact. The mansion had a gigantic outside pool for parties and two separate houses. The first house contained a gym while the second was a reserved gaming room which contained a pool table, a table tennis court, and a gigantic television reserved for a rounds of Wii Sports and Super Mario Bros. Merlin then drove up to the closed gate that was guarded by two very buff police officers.

"Name?"

"Merlin Ambrosius"

"Age?"

"Twenty-two." The officer pressed the button to open the gate while informing Arthur who's coming in. And Arthur says why Merlin doesn't visit often. He then followed the road to a huge garage that contained many cars for the sake of creating a collection of vintage and sport cars. He parked his rusty truck near Arthur's Lamborghini Aventador J.

Merlin walked up to the door and immediately, it opened.

"Right this way, sir," a servant said as he led Merlin to game room.

"Merlin! She's not here right now, so just wait a bit." Arthur greeted as Merlin entered his room. "Oh and by the way, Gwen's here if you guys want to talk. I got to beat this bloody bastard. You could join if you want. I got more controllers."

"Thanks but no thanks. When's your sister arriving? I need to get to work soon." Merlin worked at the Forbaerne Cafe, famous for making their drinks with a special sauce that tastes like magic.

"She said she'd be here at about 3:20 (15:20) which is about...now." A knock was heard from the door. "And there she is."

Arthur opened the door to reveal a stunning Irish beauty with green eyes, tendrils of black hair, and a curious expression on her face.

"Merlin, meet Morgana, my sister."

(A/N): And that's a wrap! I hope you enjoyed this. I'm planning to update this weekly, probably during the weekend.

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