At school, school officials cautioned us about senior skip a day. If any of us didn't show up, we wouldn't graduate. So, what did we do? We're seniors, for crying out loud! We all skipped because it's a rite of passage for seniors.

We headed to Cedar Point for the day. Let's see, no school, a bunch of rides, and a lot of junk food. It makes for an exciting and fun time. It was Nash, Nixon, Kat, Marcy, Macey, and myself.

We hit the park and were off running, getting to the best rides. Seniors from all over filled the park. It was the place to go to that didn't take a billion years to arrive.

After riding rides for a few hours, we took a break to eat something. We sat there eating when Nash said, "I've been thinking about what we've talked about."

"What's that? Because we have talked about many things."

"My future."

"Okay, I'm all ears." I grinned.

"Well, I don't want to waste my life on some office job, but I want to be happy, so I'm going to school for art."

"That's great! I'm so excited for you! Did you tell your parents?"

"Well...."

"Nash! You need to tell them."

"What if they think it's stupid?"

"All you can say is Ma, Dad, I've decided not to waste my life on an office job and waste it with my awesome girlfriend at school earning an art degree." I gave him a silly look.

He laughed. "Okay, on one condition."

"What's that?"

"You tell them." He got up and ran off.

"Nash! That was a dirty trick!" I got up and ran after him. Once I caught up with him, I jumped on his back, and he wrapped his arms around my legs and carried me piggyback style.

We hit some rollercoasters then some spinning rides. We got off the scrambler, found a garbage can, and tossed our cookies. Ugh, never eat and go on a spinning trip.

We caught up with the others.

"It's weird not having Nathan and Noah here," Nixon mentioned.

"Yeah, but we can't help if they aren't seniors yet," Nash said.

"Well, I wish they were here," Marcy said with a pout.

"What are you going to do when you girls are in college, and they are still in high school?" Nixon asked her.

"Psh, commute," Macey said.

"Let me guess. The demon spawns tickle your fancy."

"Who says, fancy?" Kat asked Nixon.

"Fancy, clit, it's all the same thing." He shrugged.

"Um, no. You need to retake anatomy because you don't understand a girl's body."

"Well, I understand yours fine, now don't I?" He gave her a coy look.

"That's debatable." She walked away.

"What do you mean, debatable?" He chased after her.

"I see those two getting married," I said, leaning into Nash.

"Unfortunately, I do, too."

I couldn't help but giggle.

"Come on. Let's go on the Ferris wheel." He held out his hand.

"Oh, no! I hate the Ferris wheel!"

"Trust me. You'll love this." He gave me a wink and a smile.

"Fine." I took his hand.

Nash had to drag me to it because I hated the Ferris wheel. We got into one bucket, and once everyone was on, they started it. I buried my face into Nash, and he chuckled. I'm glad he found amusement in my fear.

Then it stopped at the top. Oh, God. We'll die! Goodbye, cold, cruel world. It was nice knowing you. I was hoping you could wait since I didn't even go to the prom or graduate. Well, this sucks.

"Mags," he whispered. "Open your eyes."

I had my face buried into his shirt. "No! We'll die."

"We won't die. Stop being so damn dramatic."

"Easy for you to say. But when we plunged to our death, and you were like, we won't die, then I'll say I told you so."

"How are you going to say that when we're dead?"

"Good point. Well, as ghosts, I will say I told ya so."

"Will you shut up?" Nixon asked from the bucket below us.

"Yeah, why don't you bite me?"

"I bite nothing that looks that bad!"

"Your brother is something else. Anyway, as I was saying, when we die, I will come back and haunt you."

"Then I guess you will miss the surprise I have for you."

Surprise? What surprise? I lifted my head and looked around until I came face to face with it. In his fingers, he held a ring. I stared at it. It was white gold with pink diamonds. The sun hit it, and it sparkled like Edward from Twilight. Don't judge. Team Edward all the way.

I looked at it in awe.

"Mags, before you get any ideas, it's not an engagement ring but a promise ring."

I turned to him. Shock replaced my fear.

"I wanted to give this to you, but I wanted to wait for the right moment. Mags, I want to give you the world, and I want to promise to love you forever if you promise to do the same."

I didn't know what to say. Nash has promised me so much. Then I thought about us as we grew up together. I had known Nash my entire life. He was the first boy I had liked before my crush on Bryson. So much had happened over the years between us. I still couldn't believe we were together after all this time.

"Say something."

I reached up and touched his cheeks and gave him a soft kiss, taking him by surprise. Then I whispered, "Yes."

A smile curled upon his lips after hearing that one word escaped from my lips. It's a word that meant so much to us. He took my hand and slid the ring onto my finger. Then he pulled me into a kiss. As we kissed, the Ferris wheel started back up.

Sometimes, you have to face your fears to find happiness, or it destines you to listen to Nixon forever. I would rather be happy with Nash over having to listen to Nixon. Trust me. It's not pretty.