Revised
I have accidentally left the window open; the lace curtain softly blows with the wind floating angelically into my room. From under my bed covers I can feel the night air trickle across my face.
My alarm clock glows yellow, it's 2 am. This is the third night in a row I am unable to sleep. I know I should just shut my eyes and try to sleep; I know I should. But I can't help feeling unsettled, my room feels like it's suffocating me.
The curtains blow out further as the wind picks up. They entice me, drawing me in. I sit up in my bed, letting the duvet fall down. I get up in a scurry, throw on some sneakers and a jacket. If I don't move quickly, I'm going to talk myself out this.
I climb out my window carefully, the excitement causes my blood to rush. I make sure each movement I take is quiet and slow, if I were to wake up my parents I would die. I scale down the side of the house, the frost in the air cools my blood-rushed cheeks.
I end up wondering the streets, it's not before long that I find myself at the abandoned amusement park. Abandoned because of a freak accident and lack of revenue. For 13 years the remains of rides stand alone.
I pass by here on the bus every day to school but I have never once been in. As a child I used to dream of coming here, tasting fairy floss, being blinded by its bright lights and feeling the rush of adrenaline on the roller coasters. I never asked my parents to take me here, there is no way they would have. They would call it would be selfish and unnecessary.
I duck under a hole cut in the barbed wire fence. Lucky, I have a small frame otherwise I wouldn't have been able to squeeze under. The park feels like typical abandonment with creeks of the metal shifting in the wind. Trespassing at night alone, my heart races.
I walk into the park, passing the ticket booth and abandoned stalls. In the centre I see the Ferris wheel. It looms above me, carriages slightly swaying with the wind. I imagine the view from the top the power you would feel. It draws me in until I was moving; running up to the structure; climbing up footrails and pushing myself above rails.
Muscles in my body I never knew existed strain under the task, my body burns and my limbs are on fire.
I shift my weight from foot to foot causing the frame to creaked. The higher I go I get used to the rhythm, pulling my feet up and using my hands I drag me higher. The adrenaline I feels like nothing before, I can feel myself getting addicted to it.
I don't make it right to the top instead I settle for one of the middle carriages.
The view from up here is amazing, I can see the whole town. I Identify the plain district my parents live in, my school, the vast farming and vineyards surrounding the town. Everything looks quite and still, except a building far in the distance on the outside of town which looks loud and alive even at 2am. I can't recall how long I've been up here.
It's only when my body shivers from the cold, that I think it's time to get down.
When I hit the ground, my smile is permanent.
I hear a chuckle and my body goes stiff; I was not expecting someone else to be here.
"I almost thought you wouldn't make it, and I'd have to go up there and save you" The voice taunts.
Normally I would have sprinted, scared for my life, but I'm hyped up on adrenalin causing me to act daring.
Turning to face the observer I say, "As you can see, I manged quite fine on my own". In the low light I can't quite see him, the moonlight not just giving me enough to see his face. If only he'd step one foot closer.
His deep voice almost catches me off guard, "I can see that". He sounds impressed and slightly amused.
We stand for a second in the cold, his face still masqueraded by shadows.
"Well, if you don't have much else to say, I guess I'll be off" I say to break the silence.
"Not so fast, you do realise this is private property, right?" He says.
"Yes?" I question. "Pfft, what am I on your land?" I joked sarcastically, there is no way he could own it. I have never talked like this before, the assertiveness and attitude, I like it.
"Actually… yes" He steps forward, once inch closer to seeing his face. This causes panic, will I get in trouble? If my parents found out and the law go involved, what would I do?
But when I open my mouth a rebel comes out. "What are you going to do?" I taunt "Arrest me?" I add a sly smirk. Who is this girl and what has she done with Beatrice Prior?!
"I might just" his voice deep and rich.
A flash of light flickers behind him, he turns his head to see what it is. He mutters something under his breath and runs at me. In the few second it takes to reach me I'm finally able to see his face. He has short dark brown hair and beautiful features. Unfortunately, I can't study as much as I want to due to the fact, he was charging at me.
The moment takes me completely by surprise. The light flicks up again behind him.
"Quick" me motions for me to follow as he passes by me.
Before I decided to my body follows his, running behind him. He makes a sharp turn into an old ring toss stall. He reaches out for my hand and pulls me with him.
"What..." I go to ask before being cut off by his hand over my mouth and a hush noise.
He pulls me to the floor and we hide under the counter, our backs press up against the wall.
"Whose out there?" a rough voice calls out, presumably the one with a flash light.
From his facial expression I can make out of his expression, he looks playful, exited and alight with the challenge of a security guard.
It was obvious that this guy, who looks to be in his twenties is pulling my leg, he's really quite mischievous tricking me into believing he owned this place.
"Hey" I whisper, "This is your place, right?" I ask with a smirk "I'm just going to call that security guy over. He probably works for you, right?" I make the motion to stand.
He grabs me by the hand and pulls me gently down onto his lap.
"No need for that" He chuckles his mouth behind my ear. He is so close I can feel the warmth of his breath. "I'm sure he just wants a peaceful shift".
I smirk, so he's going to stick to the story.
"Oh, I'm sure he won't mind," we hear foot steps outside of out hiding spot. The light once more flickers outside.
I can feel his heart thud against my back, this is the closest I have ever been to a male, actually the closest I have ever been anyone, ever. My parents are very strict with physical contact. It's a nice feeling I can hear our heartbeat synchronise.
The rebel sparks up in me again. I pick up a rock and piff it drawing the guard's attention away for a second. I turn and whisper to the guy, "Come find me." Before sprinting off into the dark.
I run until I'm far away from the scene. Now the adrenaline has worn off and my better judgement set in. I head for the gate I came in, and head home.
I really do hope he finds me, but it just won't be it just won't be tonight.