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16

"Do I look pretty enough for our first date?", he asked, laughing as they walked together through dark empty streets.

"Yes, you're always gorgeous, sugar lips.", she teased, making him laugh.

"What about ME?", she tapped him, "You didn't say anything about ME."

He stopped walking and silenced his laughter.

"You walk in beauty, like the night." He answered honestly, his eyes pulling her in again.

Her smile grew from nothing, she could hardly speak for a minute.

"I love that poem." She breathed, making her legs walk again, his following.

Then, like magic, she heard his melodic voice behind her, saying the words into the wind:

SHE walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climbs and starry skies;

And all that 's best of dark and bright

Meet in her aspect and her eyes:

Thus mellowed to that tender light

Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,

Had half impaired the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress,

Or softly lightens over her face;

Where thoughts serenely sweet express

How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,

So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,

The smiles that win, the tints that glow,

But tell of days in goodness spent,

A mind at peace with all below,

A heart whose love is innocent."

She felt tears in her eyes again. She wanted to throw her arms around him and tell him how much she loved him, how she was breaking her own rule about staying friends, but she cleared her throat, making herself stop it. This was their last night together and she had to stop dreaming.

"That's you.", Edward said after he thought over the words of the poem.

"We're almost there." She said, her voice sounding a little strange to his ear now.

"Close your eyes." She turned towards him, taking his cool hands into her warm ones. He smiled, closing them, trusting her to lead him to their destination.

"Okay, stop.", she sounded herself now, cheered up, Edward noticed as he waited, keeping his eyes shut as she went over to the switch behind the fence, shoving it upwards.

A slight hum sound buzzed around them as she said, "Okay, open them!"

He did and saw they were standing at the fence around an amusement park. It was all lit up with different colored twinkle lights, but closed for the winter. Not a soul was in sight.

He laughed right away as she smiled at the view through the fence.

"Surprise!", she waved her arms, coming up to him, "Do you like rides?"

"I used to.", he grinned, still looking through the fence at all the things inside, "I haven't been to one of these in decades."

"Yay, then I guessed right.", she clapped for herself, "Let's go in and see how much fun you can handle."

Smiling at her as she spun around, going over to the bushes to the right, he looked at the padlock holding the chain around the entrance. With a quick squeeze, he obliterated it into dust in his palm, sliding the chain off.

With a gasp, Sammi hurried over, "What did you do?"

"You want to go in, right?", he asked.

"I have the keys.", she jingled the keys in front of his eyes.

"Oh.", he winced, then they both laughed.

"How was I supposed to know?", he teased, watching her open the fence, slipping inside, holding it for him.

"I thought you could read minds.", she teased back, not really angry.

"I thought you could read minds", he mocked her little voice, both of them giggling.

"I used to work here during the summers.", she informed, "I hide the keys in a fake rock by the fence because the old guy who owns this place is always losing his set."

"You know how to make all these rides work ?", he sounded impressed.

"Yea, it's very complicated.", she said in sarcasm, "ON. OFF."

"Oh.", he chuckled, following her lead.

"It's pretty cool coming here in October.", she said softly, "I can just hang out, go on everything I want and not feel weird with people looking at me all funny."

"Who looks at you funny?", Edward sounded mad suddenly, wanting names of people who made her feel anything but proud.

"People.", she shrugged, not wanting to elaborate.

"I hate people.", he muttered.

"It's not their fault, people are scared of what they don't understand.", she forgave them, "I remind them that anyone can die, anytime, for any reason. And their picture perfect lives are so fragile.'

"So", she snapped out of it suddenly, turning happy again, "What's first ? What do you like?"

"I don't know, you tell me.", he smiled, "I'm sure the rides are all better now since when I last rode them."

"Oohh, bumper cars!", she yanked him behind her, running over to a little pit filled with cars.

It was funny to see Edward in a bumper car. He thought himself an expert driver in his fancy shiny cars, but this was different. She slammed into him five times before he finally got mad enough to bump her back. She felt drunk as they laughed until they cried, slamming into each other.

He went on every single thing she wanted, without argument. She thought he was having fun, and she was having the time of her life. Never had she brought anyone here with her. She loved this night, it was perfect.

"Oh, I forgot.", she said later as they walked past the sound system.

"You can play songs from here and it goes all over the park.", she unlocked it and went inside, he followed her closely.

"I know how you love your music.", she smiled back at him, looking over the choices of songs."

"Here's one for me," he pointed out, "The King of Pain."

She chuckled warmly and muttered, "You're not the bad boy you think you are."

"Yea.", he muttered back.

"Ooh, this is a good one.", she pushed the button before he could see what she chose. He tried to look but she shooed him out of the booth, closing the door behind them as the music began to play loudly over their heads.

"Can you dance, Edward?" she raised a brow.

see next chapter

Love Winndsinger