This was actually a daydream I had a little while ago. My dear friends who know me outside this site, this story does not leave YWS.
"What should we go on now?" Tanner asked me. "How about that new roller coaster they just built?"
"Dude, I just ate," I replied, grimacing. "How about the Ferris Wheel, instead?"
"That's so boring, though."
"So is everything after riding Bewitched twice in a row. I told you we should have saved that one for later."
"You only said that because you were scared."
"Shush. Look out, here comes James."
"Okay, I'm coming."
He finally followed me as we dodged out of sight of my other, more stalkerish admirer. We laughed, ducking our heads, at James' frustrated expression. We stayed tense, though, until we were safely on the ride and up in the air. Tanner looked at me around the pole in the center of the gondola, grinning. Then he furrowed his brow and asked me, like he had multiple times before, "So you really don't like him?"
I replied like I had everyt ime he asked, "No, I really don't."
His voice quieted. "Who do you like, then?"
"You're really asking this? Like you don't know?"
He nodded his head quizzicalliy.
I sighed. I was so sure I'd gotten the message across a long time ago, when I'd danced with him three times. When I'd looked for every excuse to talk to him. When I told him I loved him, for Pete's sake! I spoke, though, and made it clear to him, "I like you."
I'd never seen him smile so big. I'd never seen him speechless for so long. It seemed especially long because, in the process of loading more riders on the wheel, the ride was on a stop-go pattern. Several moments later, he finally said, "Why are you sitting way over there? Come sit by me." Typical Tanner. I moved around the cart, until I was in the seat closest to his. Our combined weight caused the gondola to spin gently. He put his arm around me.
We sat in comfortable silence for a while, until our cart stopped at the very top. Tanner turned to me with a look I'd never seen before in him, a demeanor completely strange to me. His hand first cupped my cheek, then my jawbone, then the back of my head as he pulled my head just a few inches closer. I knew it was coming, but a shock of surprise sparked down my spine as our lips brushed, causing me to sit up and meet him halfway, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck. We broke apart just as the wheel started moving again. I was glad I was sitting down, or I might have just collapsed. "That was an amazing first kiss," I said softly.
He chuckled. "Your first, too?"
We sat in silence until the ride was over. His head rested on mine, while mine rested on his shoulder. When the operator released the chain to let us off, he motioned for me to stay while he climbed out. He then, in a most gentleman-like way, offered me his hand. I took it, allowing him to lead me out. I almost laughed aloud at a ridiculous though; I feel bad for all those other girls still wishing for someone to make them feel like a princess. I certainly found my prince charming.
And you know the best part? He didn't let go of my hand.
