"It's only like 36 percent of the time that I don't think." Miguel told her, flipping his hair. "I'm good for all the other times!" He suddenly because aware that maybe he said too much. "I'm not dumb or anything! Trust me!" He said quickly, trying to save himself.
((it's party time))
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup]"Alright, smart guy." she remarks, and watches carefully as she pulls into the intersection. The road seemed pretty clear and so she swerved into the correct lane. Hopefully the carnival didn't have something with unusual and disgusting foods. She felt stuffed as it is, and she really didn't want to lose her lunch in front of Miguel.
[color=red]【 ugh i keep getting grounded srry
was it dinner or lunch??? too lazy to go through the thread lol 】
((HOW THE FUCK THOOOOOO
I'm p sure it was lunch...? Miguel! Was it lunch
Miguel: I dunno, who cares......you don't even care about me anymore anyway
Me: no I do! I care!
Miguel: nah, you change me too much. I dunno who I am anymore. qnq
Me: iM SORRY OKAY ILL FIX IT ILL FIX IT))
"Maybe I'll take the test again for my license." Miguel says, staring out the window. "I know how to drive. I just didn't pass. I got all nervous when it came down to it like I always do." He sighed, turning back and sitting straight in his seat. "This is has been pretty fun so far, anyways." He commented, grinning. "At least I haven't screwed things up completely! Yet..."
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup]"The only way you could screw things up is if either of us end up crying because of our own actions or some sort of accident happens. So cool it." she says in a light tone, and remembers Miguel had mentioned his drivers test. "You failed too? You're more like Toma than I thought. He's a good driver, but according to him the smiley old man who was his supervisor was pressuring him and bossing him around so he ended up not getting his license." Bedisa turns to Miguel, but makes sure she's has plenty of distance between her and the cars in front and behind them. "A little practice and I think you can get it." she states, a carefree smile on her face.
[color=red]【 edited
i just didn't answer when my stepmom asked me a question! i was really depressed about what she was painfully bringing up and she wouldn't take just one answer so she asked AGAIN so i got grounded for being disrespectful! 】
"Cool it...?" Miguel whined. "Oh my gosh...you're so mean...I'm gonna go cry." He pretended to turn away and sob, but when she moved on from the topic he peeked at her from behind his hands on his face. "Oh...Tomato has no license either, huh...? We'll start our own little club!"
((Aw...;3; well you're back now!
Miguel and Bedisa can be back together again. uvu))
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia][sup]Bedisa practically snorted at his nickname for Toma. "Oh my gosh, TOMATO? I'm going to use that. That's gold." she says, laughing hard enough to cry. She wipes away the tear in her eye and smiles. "Maybe you should. Toma can teach you how to really drive and you can teach him to stand up for himself."
[color=#07e5f5]【 true, true. sorry for being inactive on this thread. i remade an old fanclan of mine, and it practically took up all my time.】
"Yeah, the contact name for him in my phone is the tomato emoji!" Miguel said. "I'm not really if I could teach him that, though. I'm not so good at it myself. I act like I'm confident sometimes...but really I don't stand up to anyone over five foot seven." He scratched his cheek softly, and realize for a moment that he probably should have shaved this morning. He probably looked like a small, scruffy dog right now. But Bedisa hadn't said anything, so maybe he was okay? She might have been too nice to say anything. Miguel kept on petting his face softly, wondering.
((Fan clan?? Ooh. Maybe I'll check it out~))
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia][sup]"Silly shorty," she murmurs, and ruffles his hair. She never once takes her eyes off the road. "Hey, do I keep going at this intersection or do I turn?" Bedisa narrows her eyes at the street signs, she couldn't remember a bit about the next few streets up here. She figured she'd know it if she saw it though.
[color=#07e5f5]【 yes, yes you should. owo 】
"Keep going." He says, without hesitation, glancing at Bedisa. If she was an animal, she'd be a pretty black cat, he thought. Someone out of his league, definitely. But why was he thinking about that anyways? They were only friends.
His thoughts were interuppted by a sudden tickle in his nose. "Oh--crap. I gotta sneeze..." He whispered. "Hold on. It's coming. I'm waiting..." He closed his eyes as he sneezed in his sleeve like a tiny kitten, despite the huge buildup.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia][sup][color=black]Bedisa nods and slows down as the light turns yellow. She turns and looks at the sneezing "kitten" in her passenger seat and sighs. "Get snot anywhere in my car and I will come to your house and write 'shorty' on one of your shirts in permanent marker to where you can't see it and you will never know." Bedisa taps her fingers on the steering wheel and waits for the light to change.
"Then I guess I'll just always be shirtless then." Miguel shot back. "You're probably just jealous, because I've got the apple bottom jeans and the boots with the fur, and the whole club was looking at me. I was getting low, Bedisa." He said, straight-faced. "Low."
((MIGUEL NOOOOO))
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia][sup][color=black]Bedisa turned and gave her friend the look, because right now she wasn't exactly in the mood to be envisioning a shirtless Miguel. Because if she did she would drive off the rode with a nosebleed and drown herself. Maybe her expectations were too high because of her brother, but you never know what he could be hiding down there.
((Hiding what
His
doodle noodle?? ?? ??))
"Gooosh, Bedisa..." Miguel huffed. "Such sass...much Georgian." He leaned his head to the side and yawned. Car rides tended to make him sleepy sometimes, mostly in ones that drove smoothly, and especially after a big meal. His ears tuned into the song on the radio, and he hummed quietly and then sang a couple lyrics by accident, quickly shutting up afterwards. He wouldn't be caught dead singing along to the radio.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia][sup]"I think we're here." she murmured, as a huge ferris wheel came into view. It looked really cheesy, with all those rainbow lights on the side, and she wondered if they'd end up going on that. She also saw the bungee jump tower and nearly hurled right there. Finally the sign for the (insert city name/state name/wherever they are we need to decide on a location) (county/city/state) Fair pulled into view, and Bedisa turned into the thingy you turn into to change sides of the roads. She quickly cuts across and begins to look through the parking lot for a spot.
[color=#07e5f5]【 dEAR LORD CIN NO NOT THOSE KIND OF MUSCLES
woah long post to make up for slow reply 】
"Already? That was quick!" Miguel said, looking out the window at the scene. "Uh--I'm not going on anything too scary..." He said cautiously. "I mean--but if you want me to go with you if you're scared, I will! Heheh..." He kind of wanted to play the part of the strong, brave guy even if it was a fluke.
((Are you talking about the ABS
The macho tummy squares
Because I doubt Miguel has any
He actually probably has a little chub
Miguel: HEY!!!! I'm not fat you meanie
Me: actually you're whatever I say you are you little chub chub
Miguel: NO!!!! OnO))
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia][sup]"As if I don't know my own strengths, weenie. As long as there are safety restraints I'll be fine. And all that 'haunted' bull doesn't scare me." Bedisa mutters, a playful lilt to her voice and a coy glint in her eyes. "Hey, can you watch your sides for any open spots?"
[color=#07e5f5]【 i'M SORRY,,, I HAVEN'T BEEN ON THIS SITE IN AGES AND THIS THREAD IS ALWAYS PUSHED TO THE BOTTOM SORRY SORRY 】
"I am not a weenie..." Miguel grumbled, beginning to look out for a spot. "Ooh, there!" He said, pointing. "By the carousel." He opens the window as the sounds and smells of the carnival overwhelm him. "Mmm...funnel cake..." He said. "I shouldn't...but it's a carnival! Can't go to a carnival without having funnel cake, and I think I've got a little more room in here." He pats his stomach lightly.
((WOLFY WAAAAI))
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia][sup]Bedisa mutters a thanks and pulls into the spot. Putting her car in drive, she turns to Miguel with a bemused expression on her face. "Seriously? More food? But I guess you're right, it's not a carnival without funnel cake. And boy do I loooooove funnel cake." she groans, and pulls her keys from the ignition. Bedisa steps out of the car and waits for Miguel, ready to lock it at any time.
[color=#FFFFCC]【 UGHHHH I SUCK IT'S BEEN ALMOST A MONTH I'M SORRY I'M STARTING HS(THAT CAN MEAN EITHER HOMESTUCK OR HIGH SCHOOL EITHER ONE IS TRUE) AND I'M REALLY STRESSED BC I GOT IN FOR VIOLIN AND I HAVE TO PLAY THIS PIECE AND IT'S UGHGHGHGH 】
((Wweh TT^TT
WOLFY WAIIII
I kinda wanted to always play violin though, but I'm terrified of the sound of it being played badly so))
Miguel got out the car, and walked up to the curb, staring up at all the rides, the light from them reflecting on his big eyes. He blinked, zoning back in, and turned to Bedisa. "Are you ready...to have a fun time?!" He yelled in the parking lot. "Hm?"
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia][sup]Bedisa locked the car and giggled at Miguel's antics. "Are YOU ready... FOR THE BEST TIME OF YOUR LIIIIFE?" she shouts playfully, earning a few looks from strangers walking past. She giggles nervously and stuffs her keys into her bag, stopping at the sidewalk. She turns and motions for Miguel to follow her as she starts walking towards the entrance, wallet at the ready.
[color=#FFFFCC]【 wweh ;3; it's harder than it looks. it's taken me about 4 years to get where i'm at now and this piece is the hardest thing i've ever seen
it's never a bad time to start, but don't expect to get it right away. i sure as heckie didn't. uwu 】