Gunshots

It was impossible to get away from my friends, no matter how I tried to give them an excuse to go inside and see Luciano. They dragged me back. Already the fireworks were mesmerizing, I was bewitched by the glorious sight of reading my name on the skylines. My friends knew just how to make me cry, and having someone like Sydney was something I cried about every day.

“Hey, you don't seem fine?” I asked Sydney, who had just come from answering her phone, which had been ringing non-stop. Sydney looked a little disturbed, or was it just how she got whenever her family called.

“Liv…well, actually aunt called and well, “Sydney said a little hesitant. Looking at her expression, which was down. I knew she wanted home. As much as I wanted her to stay and have fun like the rest of us. Her family wasn't so friendly. She lived with her aunt and uncle. And had three mean cousins who didn't like her. They made her life hard and never allowed her to go to social gatherings like parties. They gave he