“This roller coaster does WHAT?!” Wide eyed, I looked at my group. “Yeah, you didn’t know that?” Gabby said, rolling her eyes at me with that priceless know-it-all look of hers. “Well, it’s too late for you to back out now anyways.” Bryanna said, looking at her phone. “Yeah, I’ll be fine.” I mumbled, shifting my weight from one foot to the other. “Still can’t believe you have never ridden a rollercoaster with a loop before.” Gabby said, shaking her head. “Today’s the day then.” I said, smiling.
30 minutes later and we’re standing inside now. The line, sluggishly moving, has inched forward ever so much to get us from the outside line to the inside line. We’ve begun to hear the screams from the passengers of Disney’s famous Rockin Rollercoaster . It’s an indoor rollercoaster, which goes from 0 to 60 in less than 2 seconds and sends you flying around a “city” in pitch black darkness. Apparently, somewhere within this maze of turns and hills, is a loop. The first loop I’ll ever ride.
“Where do you want to sit?” Bryanna asked as we inched closer to the front of the line. “Uhhh... I guess it doesn’t matter.” I said uncertainly. “Try the middle, it might be easier.” Britani said as we got closer. “Yeah, that sounds good...” The screams were closer now. In front of us was this room, and we all had to fill in. The doors shut behind us, and the room got dark. It looked something like a recording studio. And out of nowhere, Steven Tyler from Aerosmith walked in. A little confused at first, I realized it was because the roller coaster was timed to the sound track of an Aerosmith song, why not have a intro to it? As Steven talked to us, I looked back and forth at the faces of my group. Gabby was straight facing the recording, but you could tell by her rocking back in forth that she was excited. Bryanna looked a tad nervous, but she was paying attention to the screen. Britani was unreadable for some reason. Out of this room of people, I felt like the only one unable to pay attention to the screen. I caught glimpse of Steven talking to his agent. They were on the way to a show or something, but they were late, and Steven wanted all of us to come with him. The agent was unsure of making that possible, but Steven talked her into getting us the fastest limousine she could possibly get. Reluctantly, she called in, and was able to fulfill his wish. Aerosmith waved goodbye to us, and ran out of the room (Err.. recording) and the agent turned to the crowd and said “Well, what are you waiting for? We’ve got to go!” The doors on the other side of the room opened up, and we all piled out into the hallway.
That’s when it hit me. What I was looking at were the tracks. I was only 5 minutes away at the least from sitting down in the worn seat, strapping up, and holding on for dear life. People were in the car in front of us, nervously getting ready to shoot of. My group stopped to watch the car take off. It inched forward slowly until it was in front of a traffic light. Steven Tyler’s voice came on the speakers, though I can vaguely remember what he said through my excitement. The light turned to red, and a countdown appeared on the wall, like a takeoff sequence. At 10, the light turned to yellow, and the voice said something about 60 miles an hour. Yeah, right. I thought. But when the light turned green and the clock got to 0, I didn’t think that anymore. In a blink of an eye, the car went from 0 to 60 on less than a second. The tired squealed and people screamed in shock as they rushed forward into the darkness.
“Wow...” I breathed, looking at the girls. “I was not expecting that...” I could tell by their faces that I wasn’t the only one who was surprised. Gabby was the first to speak. “How are you going to hold your bag Sabrina? Those compartments didn’t look big enough.” I thought about it for a moment. The compartments for bags definitely weren’t big enough to hold my bag. “I don’t know...” I said. “Maybe they have something else for people with bigger bags?” I shrugged as the line moved forward.
Now we were only 3 people each away from the ride. I decided to try to fit in a middle car, like the girls said. Finally, it was our turn to sit down. Britani got in first, so I sat down next to her. I tried to fit my bag into the compartment, but like we feared, it wasn’t big enough. So I quickly tied the bag shut tight, tied it around my wrist, and put it behind my legs, so I could push it against the car if it started flying out.  The workers came around to make sure we were all secured into our seats, because nobody wants to be coming undone high in the air going 60 miles. After they got done checking, the car clicked and rolled forward slowly to the lights. We began counting down on the clock, and I looked at Britani nervously. She smiled back at me, and the clock got to 5. 4. 3. 2. 1... We lurched forward with such speed that my head was flung back against my seat. Before I could even blink, we were in complete darkness, and I could see the faint outline of the tracks going straight upward. “Oh my-“My breath was caught short by a sharp turn, and all of a sudden I was upside down. I could hear the girls behind me screaming, and I started laughing hysterically. Coming down from the loop, we were instantly turned and the ride continued through the murky darkness. Neon signs floated above our heads, some just high enough as to not hit us. Simulating a street, I thought to myself.
The ride was over before I knew it. Disappointed, I stepped out of the car. The girls faces must’ve mimicked mine perfectly. Breathless, thrilled, wanting to go again. I was the first to speak. “That was so cool!!!” I enthusiastically said, looking at Gabby. “Told you you would like it!” Gabby said. “I honestly want to go on that again.” Everyone nodded. We walked over to the gift shop, mimicking a rock band concert setting. People stood around, all with the same look. That look of riding the loop. I’ll never forget it.