Chapter 10: Do It Again
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A/N: I have so many sweeties as readers :D. I love having you all as readers :D. And PS these are indeed them using events in their past as examples for what is going on in this chapter.
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She pulled away.
She had just done what every girl on earth wants to do.
She kissed Shane Gray.
The Shane Gray.
The distant memory from a summer of two years ago.
She looked at him worried.
As though he would be mad.
Maybe he was with someone.
That letter could have been written years ago.
He could have changed his mind by now.
He looked at her.
His eyes smiling.
She hadnt seen that look since he told her about Ryan.
So he wasnt mad.
She let out a sigh of relief.
He looked at her with his smiling eyes.
And then he smiled.
She sent him back a soft smile.
A true Mitchie Torres smile.
He wanted to do that again.
Like when you are at Kings Island and you just got off of The Crypt.
And how after you are shocked and dazed, and for those with weak stomachs, puke your guts out.
You want to do it again.
And again.
And again.
Until your mom grabs your hand and has to drag you out of Kings Island green in the face, walking in circles, speech slurred, and wishing you hadnt made and eaten the fifth super large sour sugar stick.
And then after 10 minutes in the bumpy car ride back to Cincinnati or Cleveland or Blue Ash or wherever you came from in Ohio you puke in your siblings lap.
Sadly your sibling is a sister.
And she screams.
And screams.
And screams.
Blowing your eardrums up.
Causing you to get yelled at by your father.
Causing your mother to sit in her seat gripping the arm rest begging your father to pull over or stop yelling so he doesnt get into a accident.
But as your eardrums get blown up by your sister, and your father yells at you, and you listen to your mother beg to your father.
You were happy you had done it again.
And again.
And again.
And you still wanted to do it again.
And again.
And again.
And Shane did.
He went right back to The Crypt.
Except there was nothing scary about this ride except.
Like all rides.
It will end.
And Shane didnt want that.
He wanted this ride to break down.
And he wanted to be stuck in it forever.
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Mitchie wanted to be doing it again also.
So she was relieved Shane decided to do it.
Because this ride was fun.
She enjoyed it.
She felt like a little kid who had just become big enough to finally ride a really fun ride she had been dying to ride for years.
And every year before they went to the amusment park.
She would try and make herself taller.
So she could go on the ride.
And every year she had fallen a few inches short.
Until this year.
This year she was finally tall enough.
And she was sorta glad she had waited.
But she wished she had been tall enough a long time ago.
But it was worth the wait.
