Fireworks



Fireworks

The fireworks set of in the a loud bang. As my friends and I were admiring the different colors that were being displayed in the sky, other couples were taking the chance of finally being able to kiss in public. When my neck started to hurt, I turned to look around me, all around me there were different types of groups, couples who held hands tightly, friends who pointed excitedly at the sky, but the one that caught my interest was a boy sitting on the grass with his back leaning on the tree. Unlike other people who were watching the display, he was crying.

I have never seen his face before, nor does he looks familiar. I begin to wonder whether he was a camper, or just an occasional demigod who happened to pass by. I couldn't stop starring at him, I wanted to memorize all of his features. I want to burn his black hair inside my head. I wonder whether I was captivated at first sight.

"Taylor! Taylor!" I was forced to turn around as two hands grabbed my shoulder and turned my upper body to the other direction. I was surprised and only managed to answer, "Huh?"

"I said, we should go eat some barbecue while others are still distracted. There's a high chance that they'll run out of barbecue if we wait till the display is over. So are you coming or not?" I wasn't really in the mood for barbecue, but I decided that if I stay here any longer, other people would think I'm so kind of creepy stalker that loves to look at their victim for hours.

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