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“Huh, I thought your accent sounded kind of familiar. A lot of the people in movies I watched back home had Californian accents. L.A as well I imagine, Hollywood being there and all.” Thomas spoke, looking towards the front of the line, glad to see it finally moving efficiently. 

“That he does mate. Same here I suppose, though not nearly as much… It’s pretty cool. Nothing like London, especially the part we’re from. I think moving here will be good for my family. Or at the very least better than back home. That’s if Kas can handle the adjustment.” Thomas frowned slightly, already worrying about Kas being away from him. “It’s all right. I’ve never been all that big on school, this is as good an introduction to my future peers as any I suppose.” 

Finally they reached the front of the line, Thomas buying a cheeseburger and a can of coke, saying his please and thank you’s before turning back to his new acquaintance. “I’m sorry to cut this short man, but I’ve got to go and find my cousin before he kicks the hell out of someone for misunderstanding him or some such stupid shit. It was cool meeting you, I’ll see ya at school tomorrow.”

With that Thomas was off, dodging in between pupils and stalls and such trying to find Kas. Fortunately his cousin was relatively tall and had a unique style for this town so it didn’t take too long to spot him. He was chatting to some girl in the queue for pizza, thankfully nearing the front. Thomas waited until he’d bought a slice and seen the girl off with a grin and his phone number before approaching.

“Glad to see you’re having fun chatting to your peers Kas… Maybe you should try talking to a dude or two as well though? Constantly hitting on everyone doesn’t exactly inspire friendship, you’re going to need more than booty calls if you don’t want school to constantly bore you to tears.”

“I’m going to need more than booty calls? I don’t think I’m ever going to hear a sentence I disagree with as much as I do that one.” Kas smiled, taking a large bite of his pizza. “Anyway, I want to see what this tiny town looks like from the air. Let’s go ride the Ferris wheel.”

Thomas rubbed his right shoulder uncomfortably and shifted his feet slightly. A grin spreading across Kas’ face. “Don’t tell me you’re still scared of rides. What the fuck Thomas, you were fine on the plane. A bus flying through the air at breakneck speeds is fine but a fucking fairground ride scares you? You’re one weird dude. Come on it anyway, it’s been years since you even saw one. You might have outgrown that shit.”

“Fine, but if not I’mma beat your ass.” Thomas warned, his lips forming an uneasy smile.

“I’d like to see you try... Let’s go.”