THE FERRIS WHEEL OF LOVE
NoCallie. My crazy sister. She thought it’d be a good idea to go to the carnival in town, and ride on every attraction. Since my homework was all done, I shrugged and let her drag me there.
Because, really. What was the worst that could happen?
Well, now I had my answer. Declan West was holding my shoe. My cheeks heated. Don’t ask me how, but I’d lost one of my shoes while riding on the Ferris wheel. That would only happen to me.
Jenna Carson, nerd number one of Trenton High.
Declan was the star of our lacrosse team, and with a silly smile on his face, he was asking girls if they’d lost a shoe. Before I could turn around and avoid this embarrassing moment, his blue eyes landed on me.
My cheeks had to be red by now.
“This yours, Carson girl?” Declan said, an eyebrow raised. The colorful lights behind him playing tricks on his black hair. I sighed. God, was he handsome.
My sister nudged me in the ribs. “Answer him,” she said through her teeth.
“Yeah, Declan.” I took a tentative step in his direction. People from our school were gathering around us. Didn’t they have something better to do? “Where’d you find it?”
I made my best to sound as if his presence didn’t make my knees go weak, and talking to him was something I did on a daily basis, which, of course, I did not.
His eyes shone with playfulness. “It landed on my lap, actually.”
“You’re kidding,” I said, my tone dry.
Declan shook his head. “No kidding, sweetheart.”
He got closer and got on his knee. I stopped breathing. Declan placed my pink flat on the ground. All I could do was put my foot inside, wondering if I wasn’t dreaming.
“Ok, Carson girl.” He stood up. “Now, would you let me buy you something to eat?”
I got closer to his face. “As in, a date?” I whispered. Where I got the nerve to ask that, I had no idea.
“Is there any other way, Jenna?” Declan whispered too, his face serious.
“No?” I fought not to show my glee at hearing Declan West call me Jenna. He knowing my name was something I ignored. I’d only ever been Carson girl to the male population of Trenton High.
His smile grew. It was a miracle I didn’t faint. His smile was dangerous. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
“As if I could say no,” I muttered.
“You said something?” Declan said, a glint dancing in his eyes. I shook my head. There was no way he heard me, right? “Great then.” When he offered me his arm, I took it, a smile pulling at my lips.
For the rest of the night, it was Declan and me. Callie went with her friends and probably got in trouble. With Callie, you never knew. What I knew, it’s that Declan and I were meant to be. How cool is that?