A Night to Remember

We started off by watching the NBA Finals. Quizzing me who's who. Sitting on the couch watching the ball being dribbled back and forth. Parting your hair down the middle. Head on lap.Watching YouTube videos. We then went outside and played basketball. I couldn't make a shot to save a life. But neither could you, really. Going inside to eat pizza, three people asked me if I wanted something to drink. We sat down at the table, arms brushing, legs touching, and feet playing. Playing Scattagory with your family. Passing the pen back and forth, your hand on top of mine, lingering for just a moment more than necessary. Outside again. Scootering down the street, you throw a football at me. I'm dressed in one of your red hoodies. Soon you'll find us smashed into the backseat of an old car. Country songs blasting as loud as our ears can handle. We are smiling and the sunroof is open. Your sister to the left of me, you to my right, and your sisters friends in the front seats. Singing along to every song, speeding down the road. We arrive at Dairy Queen. You keep singing the same line over and over again. There's no one inside except the workers. The five of us are so loud and the room makes us sound even more so. Everyone is talking loudly and making up hashtags, but you say, only loud enough for me to hear "A night to remember." And look me straight in the eyes. You ask what I want, but I tell you I don't have money. You tell me you'll pay. You wait for me to say what I want and then tell them to get two of that. We get our vanilla cones and they get their Blizzards and we walk back to the car. By the time we're back in the car, you've finished half of yours, and you're working on the cone. I have only eaten a small portion of the top half. We drive back in even higher spirits and ice cream sticky on our lips. I sit beside you when we're back on the couch. Half an hour later, my mom comes and the night ends. But it was a night to remember, just as he said.

love, savannah