Repeat. Rinse. Repeat.
I was feeling extremely good. Very happy. The music was excellent, a mix somebody brought down from New York. I stood up, drained the last of my beer, closed my eyes and started to dance, just letting the rhythm flow through my consciousness, overtaking me with its tempo.
Audrey got up and we danced together for a bit, moving in concert with the bass. Seductive and sensual. I felt free. Free from all the madness that can swallow a star whole and crack a planet in half. We were dancing close, her hands around me, touching my stomach. She was soft, delicate and extremely beautiful and so was I. Heads turned and stared. We continued to dance, enjoying the attention. We gave them something to stare at.
That’s when I saw him.
Sitting alone across from us by the bonfire. Extremely close to the flames, to the point that the heat should have made him back up, yet it didn’t. He was watching me, smiling, enjoying the show. The fires light played off his eyes, those beautiful eyes of his; so emerald they named an entire city after it.
I made my way over to him, I wanted to be in his arms, to relive the way it felt when he touched me, but it was so hot next to the bonfire.
David Anderson threw another wood pallet on and there was an explosion of heat and flames as the bonfire arched towards the sky.
“ I have made FIRE!” David screamed in his caveman voice, grabbing fistfuls of sand, throwing them in the air.
I grabbed Ethan by the arm. “Come on. Come with me. It’s too hot here.”
“ Okay.” He replied as I dragged him back towards my friends.
I was so glad he was here. My heart was thumping in my chest so loud it sounded like a drum line being played in my ears. I stopped him suddenly then smelled his neck.
“ You do smell like oranges.” I whispered.
“ Excuse me?” I could tell he wanted to laugh.
“ Nothing. Nevermind.” I replied. “I didn’t think you were gonna come.”
“ I wouldn’t miss this for the world.” Was his response.
I continued walking, grabbing his hand, pulling him along until we reached my friends.
“ Everybody, this is Ethan. Ethan, this is everybody.”
“ Hello.” He gave a brief wave before we both sat down.
“ Okay, so he is cute.” Audrey admitted.
“ See, I told you!” I turned to Ethan. “You don’t eat your own scabs do you?”
“ Uh...not since I was four, I think.” He was confused, yet rolled with it.
I just pointed at every one and gave a semi-drunk nod.
That’s when Dave Berger and Aiden came stumbling over, dropping down, kicking up sand everywhere.
“ Look what we brought!” Dave exclaimed, holding a large Philly cigar rolled with weed. “Some of that sticky, icky-icky ooh weee!”
“ Ethan, my man, you made it.” Aiden gave him a pound.
“ Heeey, its Mr. Orange man!” Yelled Dave. “You smoking with us dude?”
Ethan shook his head “No, I can’t. Marijuana kinda gets me, I don’t know, it just kinda gets me paranoid.”
“ I can feel you on that bro.” Dave agreed.
“ If it’s cool, I'd like some of that Vodka though.” Ethan added.
“ Hey, knock yourself out dude.” Dave was already lighting the Philly as he spoke. “Friend of Madison is a friend of mine.”
He poured himself a shot, tossed it back then took another.
I was leaned up against Ethan, his arms wrapped around me protectively, chin resting softly on the top of my head. The moon was out, reflecting its light across the ocean’s surface, a wondrous sight to behold.
They passed the Philly to me and I took two hits and passed it along. “It’s too many heads, that thing is almost done.” I announced.
“ That’s all I got dudes and dudettes.” Dave said apologetically. “Anybody else got some Green on them?”
“ Yeah!” Abigail exclaimed. “I forgot, I bought some earlier at the beach today.”
She checked her pockets. “Ahh, it’s not on me though. It’s in my purse, in the car.”
“ It’s cool, I got it.” I
I was feeling extremely good. Very happy. The music was excellent, a mix somebody brought down from New York. I stood up, drained the last of my beer, closed my eyes and started to dance, just letting the rhythm flow through my consciousness, overtaking me with its tempo.
Audrey got up and we danced together for a bit, moving in concert with the bass. Seductive and sensual. I felt free. Free from all the madness that can swallow a star whole and crack a planet in half. We were dancing close, her hands around me, touching my stomach. She was soft, delicate and extremely beautiful and so was I. Heads turned and stared. We continued to dance, enjoying the attention. We gave them something to stare at.
That’s when I saw him.
Sitting alone across from us by the bonfire. Extremely close to the flames, to the point that the heat should have made him back up, yet it didn’t. He was watching me, smiling, enjoying the show. The fires light played off his eyes, those beautiful eyes of his; so emerald they named an entire city after it.
I made my way over to him, I wanted to be in his arms, to relive the way it felt when he touched me, but it was so hot next to the bonfire.
David Anderson threw another wood pallet on and there was an explosion of heat and flames as the bonfire arched towards the sky.
“ I have made FIRE!” David screamed in his caveman voice, grabbing fistfuls of sand, throwing them in the air.
I grabbed Ethan by the arm. “Come on. Come with me. It’s too hot here.”
“ Okay.” He replied as I dragged him back towards my friends.
I was so glad he was here. My heart was thumping in my chest so loud it sounded like a drum line being played in my ears. I stopped him suddenly then smelled his neck.
“ You do smell like oranges.” I whispered.
“ Excuse me?” I could tell he wanted to laugh.
“ Nothing. Nevermind.” I replied. “I didn’t think you were gonna come.”
“ I wouldn’t miss this for the world.” Was his response.
I continued walking, grabbing his hand, pulling him along until we reached my friends.
“ Everybody, this is Ethan. Ethan, this is everybody.”
“ Hello.” He gave a brief wave before we both sat down.
“ Okay, so he is cute.” Audrey admitted.
“ See, I told you!” I turned to Ethan. “You don’t eat your own scabs do you?”
“ Uh...not since I was four, I think.” He was confused, yet rolled with it.
I just pointed at every one and gave a semi-drunk nod.
That’s when Dave Berger and Aiden came stumbling over, dropping down, kicking up sand everywhere.
“ Look what we brought!” Dave exclaimed, holding a large Philly cigar rolled with weed. “Some of that sticky, icky-icky ooh weee!”
“ Ethan, my man, you made it.” Aiden gave him a pound.
“ Heeey, its Mr. Orange man!” Yelled Dave. “You smoking with us dude?”
Ethan shook his head “No, I can’t. Marijuana kinda gets me, I don’t know, it just kinda gets me paranoid.”
“ I can feel you on that bro.” Dave agreed.
“ If it’s cool, I'd like some of that Vodka though.” Ethan added.
“ Hey, knock yourself out dude.” Dave was already lighting the Philly as he spoke. “Friend of Madison is a friend of mine.”
He poured himself a shot, tossed it back then took another.
I was leaned up against Ethan, his arms wrapped around me protectively, chin resting softly on the top of my head. The moon was out, reflecting its light across the ocean’s surface, a wondrous sight to behold.
They passed the Philly to me and I took two hits and passed it along. “It’s too many heads, that thing is almost done.” I announced.
“ That’s all I got dudes and dudettes.” Dave said apologetically. “Anybody else got some Green on them?”
“ Yeah!” Abigail exclaimed. “I forgot, I bought some earlier at the beach today.”
She checked her pockets. “Ahh, it’s not on me though. It’s in my purse, in the car.”
“ It’s cool, I got it.” I
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