#hallowaystart

                HE    WASN’T    IN    THE    MOOD    FOR    PARTYING    -----    it    was    odd    to    see    him    like    this,    but    perhaps    it    was    because    harry    had    a    feeling    that    something    bad    was    about    to    happen.    he    took    refuge    in    the    library    away    from    the    pool,    the    scent    of    the    old    volumes    on    the    shelves    and    in    messy    piles,    dust    in    the    air    and    the    sun    rays    breaking    through    them.    the    place    looked    more    like    a    church    than    anything.    harry    disrupted    it,    taking    a    drag    from    the    cigarette    and    exhaling;    he    was    glad    that    he    still    had    one    pack    of    those    in    his    pocket.    there    was    a    loud    THUD    from    across    the    room.    “you    know    you’re    supposed    to    be    quiet    in    here,    right?”    he    gestured    to    the    sign    that    was    hastily    taped    on    the    nearby    column.    “imagine    if    marge    walked    in    and    saw    your    dumbass    knock    her    stack    to    the    floor...”

dripping hair fell over her shoulders , still wet from an unexpected dip into the pool , but she was thankful for it . against bare skin , the slight cooling effect was welcomed . she’d been changing in study hall b when the lights cut out , pulling on something dry only to have everything go dark . . . until the sky illuminated an electric green . it’s too hot , they’d said , stay indoors . . . but she. had already snatched up her bottle and tied up her laces . now , she stood staring at a dark sky splintered by green lightening , wisps of color wrapping themselves over and under clouds . “ what the fuck ? ” she whispered to herself , furrowing her brow and glancing back down to the bottle , reading the label again — just in case . footsteps came from behind , but she didn’t bother to move , looking back up into the clouds instead , “ you see this shit , too , right ? ” trippy , she thought to herself , before something flew across her vision . memories of the better parts of childhood the past year practically erased jolted to life in her brain ,  and she grinned . smacking the person next to her , laughter laced. her words , “ was that fucking lightening bug ? ”

                THE    HEAT    WAS    GETTING    TO    HER    -----    it    was    beginning    to    get    unbearable,    but    still    she    sat    closest    to    the    window,    eyes    lowered    as    the    thunder    roared.    she    breathed    shakily,    trying    to    calm    her    nerves.    the    party    was    fun    at    first    ---    no    authorities,    the    chance    to    go    heavy    and    wild    was    euphoric.    but    soon    after,    the    first    storm    fell    over    the    young    adults    and    fright    seemed    to    consume    bora    as    she    watched    the    few    get    injured    or    ill.    “do    you    think    that    god’s    punishing    us    somehow?”    she    asked    melancholically    as    she    picked    at    the    threads    on    her    jeans.    “i    feel    like    we’re    all    going    to    die    or    something.”