"What do we have here?", a mocking voice came from behind Ron. "A couple?"


    "Based on how stiff the girl is, it does not seem she is having fun. Does it?", another voice added.


    Ron turned and saw five teenage boys, about his age, looking at him and Z derisively. They were wearing matching light blue jackets, so they belong to the same club, or a gang, maybe.


    It is obvious that they came looking to cause trouble after seeing that Ron and Z are young and by themselves. And their matching Mickey and Minnie backpacks next to the bench added to the impression that they are tourists.


    Ron got off the bench and faced the neers confidently. "What do you want?"


    One of the guys responded: "We want you to scram and leave the girl with us." He was standing in the middle, and it appeared that he is the leader.


    The guy on the left of the leader spoke to Z: "You are not enjoying with him, right sweetheart? Come with us, and we will show you how to have fun at Disnend."


    Z blinked few times and stood up next to Ron. Z understood that these are bullies and even though Ron is capable, she will not let Ron fight them on his own.


    "I am not your sweetheart.", Z responded arrogantly.


    Five neers exchanged nces and made mocking <em>''Uuuuu''</em> noises.


    The leader winked at Z. "You will be."


    He reached to grab Z''s hand and both Z and Ron hit him at the same time in matching swift moves. The guy rolled his eyes before his legs gave up, and he was falling down when Ron yanked troublemaker''s arm, pulling him toward the bench. The leader ended up unconscious in a seated position, and he looked like he is sleeping.


    It happened so quickly that no one from the passing by crowd noticed anything. Everyone was minding their own business, looking at the maps or the people who were in the way while going toward their next destination.


    Z and Ron exchanged nces and shared an understanding that this is unavoidable, and they need to make it end swiftly without causing too muchmotion. They don''t want to alert the security or any passersby.


    Other four guys realized that their boss is hurt, and they attacked Ron and Z recklessly.


    Ron and Z effortlessly avoided their attacks and moved to the side. Ron used his arms, but Z is smaller, so she used her legs, but she was equally efficient. The way she elegantly kicked one guy in the head, making him drop unconscious next to his leader on the bench was magnificent. They each took out two targets and few secondster, five troublemakers were on the bench, leaning on each other… and it looked like they are sleeping.


    Ron looked at Z and grinned.


    "What?", she asked.


    "Light blue.", he said mischievously.


    Z''s eyes widened in horror. "What?" She hoped that she didn''t understand him right.


    "Your panties are light blue.", Ron rified with a chuckle.


    Z was not sure how to respond. This is so embarrassing! Now she knows why she should NOT wear dresses.


    Ron picked up their matching Mickey and Minnie backpacks from the ground and pulled Z away from the <em>''sleeping''</em> troublemakers.


    "Next time, if you are in a dress, let me handle them."


    "OK.", she said shyly. She didn''t dare look at him. He saw her panties!


    Z''s mood improved as they hit the next ride. The 3D effects in the haunted mansion were scary, and too close forfort, and she was happy that Ron held her hand through it.


    Every ride is different, so each is worth going to. Thanks to the unlimited fastpasses, they didn''t waste time waiting in lines.


    It waste in the evening when they stopped. They stopped because it was gettingte, not because they ran out of rides.


    "Which one was your favorite?", Ron asked Z as they walked through the crowded street while holding hands.


    "Uhm…", she thought for some time. "I like many, but if I need to pick one, that would be the one in front of the big domed screen where we got to fly and see the world. It felt so real with the wind and effects, and even smells were realistic. The Taj Mahal is impressive."


    Ron smiled. "I will take you to see the Taj Mahal in person."


    Z blinked. "All the way to India?"


    Ron paused. "That is in India?"


    Zughed. "Until you catch up on your geography, you are not taking me anywhere outside Los Angeles."


    "I will study hard.", Ron did his best to hide his embarrassment.


    Z thought how he is adorable.


    "So…", she looked at him. "Are we going home now?"


    "One more ride.", he tugged her to take the right.


    Z was excited that thest ride is the huge Ferris wheel, known as the Mickey Fun Wheel. The view of the lit-up amusement park at night from the top is amazing and it''s very romantic. Just like in the movies.


    Hearing the screams from the sliding gonds, Z was happy that they got inside a fixed one. It''s not that she does not like wild rides, but she had plenty today and this soothing slow ascend was just what she needed to unwind.


    "Do you like the view?", Ron asked.


    "Yes, very much.", Z admitted while her gaze didn''t leave the lights below.


    "I like the view as well."


    Z became aware that Ron''s voice was close to her. She turned toward him. Oh, Gosh! He IS super-close, their noses almost touched, and he is looking at her. Didn''t he say that he likes the view, does that mean that he likes her?


    Oh, Gosh! Did he move closer, or is she imagining? But she didn''t back away. Z has a feeling that the kiss number three ising, and she does not want to back away.


    They were in the crowded amusement park and up there inside that gond it seemed like it''s just the two of them in the world.


    Z was confident that Ron can hear the thundering of her heart over the screams from the neighboring gonds which overpowered the music.


    She closed her eyes and felt his lips brush against hers. Oh, Gosh! It is happening! She was so nervous that her whole body trembled.


    "If you don''t like it, tell me to stop.", he spoke into her lips before kissing her again.


    How can she not like it? She likes it more than the cotton candy and more than the strawberry cake from the French bakery downtown, and it''s even better than the milk tea with gummy bears inside it!


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