Leo Marcer May Madeleine is beautiful. She has long wavy hair with highlights dyed purple. She has a wonderful complexion, like glazed sand, and milk chocolate. And a splatter of freckles, plastered around her nose and cheeks. But the best part is her eyes. Her eyes are mismatched, one being a light grey, and the other being a pale blue. She looked like she could be a model. I wondered if she had ever tried. When we reached Disney and I parked the van, I made sure to lock it, closing my door. Madeleine just sat there, fiddling with her phone's case. She looked like she was dozing off. I opened her door and waved in her face, making sure not to be too aggressive with it. "Hey, we're here." She jumped, startled. She looked at me as if she didn't know me. But then snapped out of it, and got out of the car, pocketing her phone. "You good?" I asked, as we walked to the ticket booth. She hesitated for a moment, but spoke, "Yeah. Yeah I'm good. Just a little nervous, y'know, new job and all." She half laughed at the word "job." "Well, try relaxing a bit. Shake those nerves off." I said, smiling. She looked up at me, and smiled. It was lopsided, but beautiful. "Okay." Madeleine Corstolla-Klein Leo is awesome. The definition of awesome. Cute as well, but that isn't my main concern. I need someone who cares about me and my emotions, who loves me unconditionally, and, well, just treats me like a normal human being. That's it. Is that too hard to ask for? But I think "The Great Search For The Right Guy" is finally over, now that I've found Leo. At least I hope. Leo bought the tickets, insisting for me to keep my money. Go figure. I'm not complaining. Seriously, only The Right Guy would do that. "Hey, Madeleine," Leo said, he had a playful smile on. Oh my Lord, that smile. "Yeah?" We stopped walking now. "Do you mind if I wrap a cloth around your eyes?" He asked, pulling a rag from his pocket. My heart skipped a beat, and I stared suspiciously at the rag. It was bright red, and looked newly bought. "Excuse me?" I said taking a small step back. Leo looked at the rag, and then me, and back again. His eyes widened. "Oh! No, no, no, I didn't mean it like that. I wanted to show you something." He said, tripping over his words. I crossed my arms over my chest, eyeing him. "How do I know you're not lying?" He paused for only a second, then immediately spoke again, "Because why would I want to kidnap you in front of all these people?" He said, shaking the rag. I looked around. Okay, he was right about that, I have to admit. "Okay, then. But can't you just show me now?" I asked. He rolled his eyes."It's supposed to be a surprise. That's what the cloth is for." I sighed, "Alright, but on one condition." He smiled, "And what would that condition be?" "You can't kidnap me." He pretended to think, scratching his chin. "Alright," He said smiling, "I guess I can work with that." "Good." Leo wrapped the cloth around my eyes, tying it tightly but loose enough that it was comfortable. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to wherever it was that he was taking me. His hand was much bigger than mine. It was rough but gentle. I almost tripped when he stopped walking, but luckily I caught myself on a random pole that seemed to have just spawned there. Leo sat me down, and took the cloth off. My surroundings were familiar, there were buckles and other people in seats that were in booths, the booths were in rows. I was on a roller coaster. A voice echoed, "Five!" I realized where I was. "Four!" Everyone was counting with the Intercom. My heart was racing, my breathing was rapid and shallow. "Three!" Leo was looking at me, his hand holding my shoulder tightly. "Madeleine? Madeleine are you okay?" His panicked voice was fading away, along with everyone else's. "Two…" My head felt heavy, and the world was spinning. Until finally, the pain died, and I blacked out. Again.
