I'm debating whether to write the fireworks scene or not...should I?
"Katie-Cat!"
Katie sighed, wiped her brow with her gloves, and turned to face the brown-haired boy maneuvering through the strawberry plants towards her. "Yeah, Travis?" she asked, her voice slightly frustrated. He was the only one that dared to bother her while she was gardening, and he usually paid for it. But he always grinned as he came to his impending doom, something she'd probably never understand.
He was grinning now as he neared her, a water bottle in each of his hands. He tossed one to her when he was close enough and unscrewed the lid on his own. "You should really bring something to drink while you're out here," he commented after he'd swallowed.
Katie rolled her eyes. "I'm fine," she insisted, but said anyway, "Thanks."
"No prob." He looked down at her sunburned face with raised eyebrows. "How long have you been out here already?"
Katie shrugged. "I don't know…about four hours?"
Travis choked on his water. "Four hours?" He shook his head. "Gods, Kates, I'm surprised you haven't had a heat stroke yet."
She rolled her eyes before promptly turning away from him, shoving her trowel deep into the earth. "I'm gardening, Travis," she said over her shoulder. "Go away."
"Aw, is that how you talk to someone who took the time to steal you a water bottle?"
Katie glanced at him over her shoulder and narrowed her eyes. "Stole?"
"Borrowed," he said quickly, and she sighed again before turning away. "Anyway," he said after a minute, "I have a proposition for you."
"Mmm?" Katie said absently.
"Well, you know it's July and all…"
"Mm-hmm."
"And the fourth's coming up…"
"Yeah."
"And since you're not listening really right now and won't punch me for asking…"
"Yup."
"…Will you go to the fireworks with me?"
"Yeah, sure, whatever…"
Travis grinned wide, pumping his arm up in the air behind her, because she couldn't see and didn't care. But she'd said yes either way. "Great! Then I'll see you on the fourth!" And he turned and started to run off.
Then Katie turned and said, "Wait, what?"
Travis looked over his shoulder at her, his lopsided grin still plastered on his face. "See ya at the fireworks, Katie-Cat!" Then he was out of the fields and running for the cabins.
Katie sat there in the garden, open-mouthed and bright red, realizing what she'd just agreed to. For a moment, she felt like a fish out of water, opening and closing her mouth, feeling like she couldn't breathe. But then it faded into a feeling of happiness and excitement.
She was going to the fireworks with Travis Stoll.
Katie was, and not some random Aphrodite girl like last year.
Why it made her happy, she had yet to figure out. But for the rest of the day, she was grinning like an idiot, feeling almost like she could fly.
She didn't know Travis was doing exactly the same thing, too.