And Maybe We'll See Fireworks

Okay so yay for first posts. This is a random flash fiction piece that came out of my zero journal....its really rough and I'd like to know what you guys think so please let me know, thanks :)

It was just like any other Fourth of July; James held my hand as we walked the familiar streets back to his house. He tugged me along, desperate to make it in time for the fireworks this year. We never did. We’d always sit by the creek, sharing secrets, and holding hands until the sun began to dip below the horizon. Then James would try to hurry me along in hopes that this year we’d make it in time.

I allowed him to pull me forward as he talked about random things my ears refused to listen to. I was too focused on my tongue; it felt like a wad of cotton balls in my mouth and all I could think of was James’s mom’s lemonade. It would be sitting in the refrigerator waiting for us when we got back while James’s mother sat in an old beach chair with the other adults and drank wine from a Dixie cup.

This is how it had been every Fourth of July since I moved. James’s family would have a big barbeque during which we’d both gorge ourselves on hotdogs and other festive treats. Then we’d walk down to the nearby creek and sit there losing track of time. It was the one day of the year we always got to spend together. It had been like this forever and now we were sixteen and still acting out the same play.

When we were younger, before the move, everyone had said that James and I would get married someday. I don’t know about that but I look forward to every Fourth of July with excitement, hoping something will be different this year. I hope James won’t just hold my hand but instead he’ll pull me close, kiss me softly, and we’ll both see fireworks. Maybe we won’t get married, James will never kiss me, and we’ll never be on time to see the fireworks. The only thing I’m certain of is that I’ll drive to his house every Fourth of July praying this one will be different—praying we’ll make it in time to see the fireworks.