Chapter Twenty-Nine (Already?)
Fireworks
"Why do you like the fireworks so much again?" I ask Chelsea, as we wait for the festival to start.
"'Cause their pretty, and I have good memories of my mom and step-dad and I going to fireworks all the time in the summer," She says, her eyes glued to the sky.
Once the fireworks start, I can't take my eyes off Chelsea.
I hear the booming in the back round, but I keep looking at Chelsea. She looks at me,
And we kiss, which creates wonderful fireworks of our own.
"Get a room!" Julia yells from behind us.
