(Sorry for taking so long, didn't have a lot of chances to get on Wattpad today)

Angelica's Pov:

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Calm down you stupid whore.

Sally was nice enough to let you take her on this date.

You cannot mess up.

I was gonna take her to a carnival and then dinner at only God knows where. Of course, I planned on going to New Jersey for this so we wouldn't get in until maybe 1 AM.

Maybe we could find a diner together and I could just possibly stop being a stupid bitch.

This was a big deal, I was taking my best friend out on a date.

Never thought I would say that before.

Am I a lesbian?

Or am I just gay for her?

That's a problem for later anyway. Now was about the time I should be leaving to pick her up. It was casual. I was wearing a pinkish blouse with light blue jeans and a jean jacket over it.

Vans is where it's at right now so why not.

I even straightened my curls and put on a headband.

What look am I going for?

I have no god damned clue but who even cares.

I also asked Laf to borrow his car, of course I called at the perfect moment, making me a cock block according to Hercules.

Sew your brand name clothes and leave me in peace.

Soon enough my shaky self was behind the wheel and on my way to pick up my best friend.

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Sally's Pov:

From the moment I got in the vehicle I could tell Angie was nervous, I mean, I am too but this was anxiety.

It was quiet for a good while. Until I got bored.

"So," I asked tapping my fingers on my thighs, "where are we going?"

"New Jersey,"

"Damn,"

"I know," Angie scrunched up her nose.

"May I ask why?"

"It's calmer there,"

"Really?"

"I mean I hope so,"

"Well what are we gonna do in New Jersey,"

"It's a surprise," she said with a shit eating grin.

I pouted, "tell me, I wanna know,"

"We're almost there,"

"How far is almost there?"

"15 minutes,"

"Well then, talk to me,"

"What do you wanna talk about?"

"Anything,"

"Our law case?"

"Anything but that," I laughed.

"How about," she sighed, "how sorry I am for being a stupid bitch. I said a lot of things I shouldn't, you shouldn't have given me a second chance. Just thank you so much for the opportunity for me to make it up to you,"

"Angie...it's okay, you're my best friend and I couldn't live without you, what you did say was kinda messed up but I forgive you,"

"Thank you, so much Sal,"

<sorry for all the time skips, I just wanted to really get to this scene>

The Ferris wheel went up almost painfully slow and as we almost glided over the horizon I reached for Angie's hand which was placed on the bar.

We reached the top and I couldn't help but stare at the beauty.

"Wow," Angie choked out staring at the sunset.

"I know right," I breathed in slowly.

"You're not even looking at the sunset,"

"I know," I turned her hand over so her clammy hand was in mine.

I had left the girl who never shut up silent.

Holy shit, I can feel the top energy radiating off of me.

"What are you doing?"

I calmly intertwined our fingers.

"Oh," she squeaked.

"Shhhh, enjoy the view," I laughed sitting back and swinging my feet peacefully.

Angie's head ended up on my shoulder as we made our way down. I felt like a different person.

"Is that all for today?" I asked seeing it was around 9. We had gone on about half the rides at the park.

Some more times then others.

Aka the spinning cups.

"Pshhhhhh, we're just getting started love, we have to go on everything at least once, and I've got something for you afterwards,"

"Damnit Angie," I laughed, "over the top as always,"

"Wait till our second date," she smiled, of course it immediately faltered realizing what she had just said.

"There's gonna be a second date?" I asked simply teasing her.

"If you want, I mean,"

I felt her hand get sweaty in that moment, she pulled her hand away from mine and frantically wiped them on her jeans.

"Well, you can't so no to perfection...or fate, I would be honored to accompany you Ms. Schuyler,"

She sighed deeply.

"Thank you so much!" Her arms were wrapped around my torso.

Martha's Pov:

Alex and Frances were currently watching Disney movies in the living room while John was booking my ticket back for Sunday night.

"John?" I asked getting him to look up from his laptop.

"Yeah?"

"What are we?" I scotted closer to him on the bed.

"What do you mean?"

"What kind of relationship are we in?" I asked slowly.

"There is no relationship to be exact," he said sitting up inquisitivly.

"It's just that....I love you,"

"I love ya too Martha," he said almost confused.

"No, I mean, I'm in love with you," I said placing my hand on his bicep.

I saw all the blood drain from his face.

Shit.