“I’m boooooorreeeddd!” My sister said.

I was slumped on the couch, my head upside down on the ground.

My cousin, every three seconds was grunting while she was playing video games.

“I’m bored too dude.” I answered my sister, Dulce.

“Have you guys ever went to Splashtown before?”Mia asked.

“No.” I answered.                                       

Dulce, by the time Mia was going to ask her if she’s been there before, had the Splashtown website pulled up on her phone.                        

We all looked at the water slides in awe.                           

But then, we saw a slide.

Not just any slide.                                            

 The “tallest slide” they had.                                    

It looked very scary, and I doubted Dulce was going to say anything about it.       

But she did.

“Woah. Look at that slide.” She said.                             

I glanced at the phone and walked away, like if it wasn’t that much of importance.

“Gigi, you’re getting on that slide.” She said, looking at the phone still.

“Why don’t you?” I answered

“Um why are you questioning me?” She snorted. “Are you already saying no?”

“No.” I sighed.

“You don’t want to get on?” Dulce remarked, in a sassy, annoying way I despised.

“What do you mean? I was going to get on that slide anyway.” I said with such pride, but in the inside my skin crawled with the thought of me going down that stupid slide.       

“She looks like she doesn’t want to get on.” Mia whispered to Dulce.

“I don’t care.” Dulce snarled.

“Dude, why don’t you just get on instead of forcing me?” I laughed.

“Because I told you to get on first.” Dulce answered.                   

We all were arguing, yelling over each other’s voices.

“Shut up!” Dulce yelled, “If you get on I’ll give you 15 dollars.”           

I seriously can’t say no to those kinds of deals.

“Ok,” I answered. “Deal.”                                       

The door opened and my aunt, coming back from work, entered the room.             

She took a look at us and chuckled.                                

We all were dressed to go to a waterpark.                                       

She went to her room to change.                               

Dulce’s dark curly hair was put up in a bun. She was wearing a lavender T-shirt that had my soccer team’s name on it. She was wearing grey nike shorts and pink slides. Her light brown eyes were staring at her phone constantly. Mia’s light brown thin hair was in two long braids, her dark green eyes covered by her sunglasses, her orange T-shirt matching her shorts, the same shorts Dulce was wearing. I was sorta matching my Aunt. We were both wearing blue T-shirts, mine had my soccer team number and my last name, her’s had Mia’s volleyball team. We both were wearing black Nike shorts, our slides were both black, just different brands. She was wearing a bun, the hair tie the same shade of green as her eyes. Her hair was lighter than mine and she always told me that my eyes were beautiful, but I always told her my eye color was a very common color, and a lot of people have it. She would always laugh.

We all got in the car and 30 minutes later we were at Splashtown.

We got out and almost immediately started arguing.

    “I can see the water slide.” Dulce mumbled.

    “I can see a lot of water slides.” I answered.

    “I can’t see it.” Mia complained.

    “Yeah, me neither,” I lied, “The slide must not be here.”

    Dulce looked at me through the corners of her eyes.

     “I know you can see it, you liar.” She said.

We all didn’t talk for a while.

We got on other slides though, and I even thought she totally forgot.

We were all having a good time. I was so relieved I started laughing. I didn’t even realize we walked all the way to the tall tall slide.

But we were there.

I gasped.

          “Why are you laughing? Are you not scared anymore?” Dulce asked in a sassy tone.

My face flushed.

I thought she forgot.

     “I just came here to see you wuss out. Like, I know you won’t get on.” She said while rolling her eyes.

I didn’t say anything.

I walked to the slide with no other words, and went to the stairs.

I clenched the rails of the stairs in shaky hands.

Panting, I looked down to see if I made any progress.

I didn’t really, but I saw Dulce from where I was.

She was staring at me, her face looking at me like if she thought I was going to go down.

I wasn’t going to let my fear or Dulce get to me. Dulce would never let me live it down.

“It’s better to hate it than not try it at all.” I whispered to myself.

By the time I was at the top of the stairs, I could see a highway and semi trucks passing by.

I looked around me and I saw a billboard level to where I was. I looked down to look for Dulce. She was squinting her eyes at me, trying to intimidate me somehow. It wasn’t working. I grinned. She looked like a spec, but somehow I could still see her facial expressions.

To ride the slide, you’re supposed to sit on a swim ring. This swim ring had handles and you were supposed to sit and hold on the handles and be riding the slide.

I sat on the swim ring. The worker at the slide pushed me.

Water splashed in my eyes and I felt the fear and adrenaline and in my veins.  Water blurred my sight, one moment I could see, then I couldn’t. The roar of the water was loud, but soothing to my ears.

I suddenly just started laughing.

This ride was totally worth the 15 dollars.

All the fear left me instantly.

Before I knew it, the slide was over and my whole body went into the big pool they had at the bottom of the slide. I lifted my body up and I climbed out of the pool.

Smiling and laughing I walked to Dulce.

She looked at me in disbelief.

“It looks like I’m 15 dollars richer.” I said

As we walked to the changing rooms, I looked around the waterpark. I had a lot of fun and I thought about how I was when I entered the waterpark. I was very scared and I didn’t even know how the slides were like. For other people who are like how I was I feel like they should follow the idea that it’s better to hate the ride than not know how it is in the first place. It’s sort of a lame saying, but like, just don’t let fear hold you back from trying new things.

After we all changed, we went to get slushies.

“Ok, I have to give you credit for that bravery of yours.” Dulce said.

“Thanks.” I said while drinking my slushie.

Dulce started to get the money from her pocket.

“You don’t have to pay me.” I said.

She looked at me in shock.

“Ok, you are soooo extra.” Dulce groaned.

“No, I’m serious. I don’t need your money. I just want you to just stop thinking I’m a weak person just because I’m your little sister.” I said.

“Whatever.” She said, “You win.”