Balloons

"Happy New Year!" Everyone yelled, blowing noisemakers, and letting the balloons fall from the ceiling. Victoire and Teddy stood in the corner silently, feeling very awkward. A blue balloon floated towards them. Teddy grabbed it from its fall and handed to the 15 year old Victoire.

"Your favorite color," he said handing to her.

"I only like it because that's your favorite hair color," She said, smiling at the ground.

"Really?"

"Really."

"Vic?"

"Yeah?" She looked up.

"Happy New Year." Teddy leaned in and kissed her, a good start for the New Year.