Upon seeing my stubbornness, Selena relented.
However, when it was our turn to board the roller coaster, fate seemed to play a hand as we ended up in the very last row.
"I've never sat in the last row, but I've heard it's not as fun. Hud, should we wait for the next round?" she asked.
Earlier, I might have gone along with her suggestion, patiently waiting for the next ride so we could choose any seat we wanted. But now, I wanted to have my own way.
"No, there's already a spot. Why wait for the next one? Whether it's the front row or the back row, it's all the same. Selena, don't be so finicky."
I realized I sounded a bit harsh. Turning to gauge her reaction, I saw a flicker of surprise on her face, quickly replaced by a look of grievance as she huffed at me. "Hudson, don't regret it later."
Selena rarely called me Hudson; she loved to call me Hud. When she called me Hudson, it meant she was genuinely upset.
I didn't have the energy to think too much about it.
I had never been to an amusement park growing up. My family was poor, and we simply couldn't afford it. During school, I was too busy studying, and in the holidays, I had to work. Time slipped by, and before I knew it, I had graduated and still hadn't gone.
Sometimes, I wondered why someone as playful as Selena had never taken me to an amusement park.
Her family was wealthy, and they had strict rules. They didn't allow her to be spoiled. When she was a freshman in college, she started getting involved in the family business.
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