Superboy P.O.V
I won't go on about where I am or why I'm here. I want to start with what happened yesterday...
Well Imp had managed to find us a concert to go to, and I only agreed because I thought it was one of his impulsive things, I meanlike trying to made an ice cream sundea that was twelve layers high. That didn't go so well and I thought he'd never be able to get it together enough for us to all go. But anyway, we took the super cycle over to England for this rocking festival, and it really did, kick some giant ass!
So many bands, so many people, all moving together with the music in the mosh pit!
But anyway, we had a good spot a little ways away for when moshing got a bit annoying; so I've just come back to see that the girls are gone and it's just Robin and Imp there. Imp is drinking his way threw a large bottle of something local called NewCastleBrown1, and theres a few dozen bottles around him, but he's loving it so I just shrug and look over at Robin.
And it happens, my stomach flips and my heart starts to beat faster all because I'm looking at him and he's looking me right in the eye. He's laying there leaning against the tree were sitting under, cape all crumpled around him, arms behind his head, his toned and perfect body just lying there relaxing in the midday sun. All of this happens in moments, not seconds and threw it all I have to tell myself to remember to breath, to shut my mouth and to not tense up. Anywhere!
I land at last and take a step towards walking over to him, it's now or never. I'm going to tell him, while that crazy nut isn't anywhere near me and... then what? Walk up to him and tell him what excatly? That you didn't mean to kiss him and that I do really like him. Then what? He's going to squeal that he feels the same and fall into your arms and you'd fly off in to the sunset together? Wake up Kon, that'd never happen and to be honest, you don't want it to happen. You'd rather watch thedark angel from a distance then confesse to him and risk loosing him more.
Taking another step I sit down next to him and lean against the tree, but remain silent. I can feel him looking at me, but I continue to look out at the bouncing mass of british people in the sun. "Look, Kon-" he begins but right then Cassie flys back and lands infront of us, giving us a look mixed with thunder and smug knowing-ness. I'm worried.
1- New Castle Brown is a real Ale and is very popular at the Inn where I work, aka The All Nations Inn. If your ever in my area or England, look me up.