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[ID: A cobbled stone street at night, bathed in shadows and an amber glow from the street lights, shops line the streets along with trees. END ID Source: pixabay public domain pictures]

The amber light bathed his brown skin in a beautiful, warm glow that seem to also dance in his whiskey brown eyes. His curls bounced on top of his head as he chuckled, his lips brushing against mine as he leaned in closer. The night was cool and crisp around us, the summer fading to fall in the small, college town. I smiled and blushed, the blood warming my cheeks, as I trailed my hand to his neck,pulling him closer. Nerves and exhilaration flooded through me as he placed his hand on my waist and pulled me closer. 

I don’t know how to kiss him. Will he notice?  The doubts creeping, like shadows as the day slips away. 

But almost as an answer, he pressed his lips against mine, gentle like a question that I was too shocked to answer. My lips fumbled to try kiss back, resulting in a more clumsy lip smacking. I pulled back embarrassed, my voice coming out  quietly,”Sorry, I don’t know how to kiss you back.” 

He chuckled as he held me and whispered in my ear. “That’s ok, we can just practice,” a mischievous smile playing on his lips. I smiled then and feeling emboldened, I kissed his gorgeous smile. He was shocked at first, then he  smiled into the kiss. He then tilted his head and deepened the kiss, sending goosebumps down my arm. He tasted of summer nights, warm whiskey, and tobacco, a taste I didn’t know I wanted. 

We finally broke, speaking softly to each other, our words carried in the summer breeze as we made our way back to the dorms.

Authors’s Note:

First few notes of Liability starts playing low in the background. The camera pans to a lab technician in her white coat, grey turtle neck, black slacks and glasses. She has long, messy, black hair and is looking at woman that looks exactly like her except she is in a leather jacket, white shirt, and black jeans and in what appears to be a containment cell filled with liquid.This  woman smirks at the lab technician.

“Why do you still entertain them. They have done nothing but used you since they found out about your powers.”

“They are just trying to figure it out. I don’t blame them, I can be dangerous.”

“That’s what you keep telling yourself, but they experiment on you and then put you here with me. I don’t know when you will see, we keep having the same conversation. Even your friends have turned on you. The same people that you have helped and worked with. Now, what, you are just a good lab rat?!! You may be ok with that, but I’m not.”

“You don’t get a choice.” 

“Yeah, you make sure of that. When are you going to realize there is nothing wrong with you and these people are not on your side.” 

Liability still playing in the background “...so I guess I’ll go home into the arms of the girl that I love. The only love I haven’t screwed up...” The lab technician starts crying, silent tears. The scientists monitoring the activity of the lab technician in the test tube, they have been experimenting on for months, noticed increased activity.  “...she’s do hard to please, but she’s a forest fire...” Her eyes glow blue and her hands glow with blue flames, breaking her bonds. She then breaks the tank, green liquid flowing everywhere. The frightened lab technician looks to her doppelganger in leather with the blue flames for hands. Her doppelganger smiles.

“Finally. Been waiting a long time for this. Let’s get out of here.”

The doppelganger starts to lob fireballs and destroy the place. The scientists are frightened. “...but all that a stranger would see is one girl swaying alone, stroking her cheek.” The camera pans to just the lab technician throwing fireballs, revealing the doppelganger is a figment of the technician’s imagination. The chorus of Liability plays as she starts to level the facility. 

“... The truth is I am a toy that people enjoy ,'til all of the tricks don't work anymore, And then they are bored of me,I know that it's exciting,Running through the night, but every perfect summer's, eating me alive until you're gone Better on my own...” plays as a montage of memories flash across the screen b/w her tears and destruction.  And the realization of the fact she cannot return to her life.  As the song comes to a close, she walks out of the facility, covered in wounds and bruises. None of the scientists stop her.  She breathes the outside air for the first time as the sun begins to rise. The lab tech takes her doppelganger’s hand as they walk away.  “...you’re all gonna watch me disappear into the sun.” 

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