"Maybe later." Sirina didn't want him knowing she had boarderline fear of hights. She deflected another water ballon as she walked to another attraction.

(I can relate to you, Sirina. I cannot stand heights)

Logan continued on, not saying anything. The beaten-up-once-too-many-times look came right back as he strode towards the Ferris Wheel in the evening light

(Same here and my parents want to force me in a tree stand)

Sirina eventually caught up with him, was holding a stuffed bear, and was smiling.

(Yikes...I am so sorry. One time my dad put me on the top of the cab of a tractor to help him fix it and I swear that I just about fell off even though he said I didn't)

Logan smiled. "Where'd you get that from?"

(Yikes that is scary)

"I won it." She held out the little blue bear with a star on it's stomach to Logan, "He's a texas ranger bear after all."

(Yeah.)

Logan smirked as he took the bear. "Yeup, he sure is, ain't he?" It was now dark and all the rides were lighting up, lighting up the whole festival. "Sure is pretty, isn't it?" Logan asked, looking over the festival

"Yes it is." Sirina agreed.
Mr. Morgan saw the molment and didn't want to spoil it.

(gotta go)

Logan thought about slipping his arm around her but decided against it. Instead, he continued to watch the festival, kind of amazed at how crowded it still was

(okay bye)

Mr. Morgan was encouraging Logan mentally to do what he wanted to.

Sirina watched the fair still smiling in the fading light.

Before Logan could think about what he was saying and stop himself, he said, "You're really pretty when you smile." When he realized what he had said, he just about added: "I didn't mean that," but decided against it. He internally facepalmed himself but on the outside an innocent smile spread across his lips