#wanderbrightly

while i am like 85% sure they would not take the photos as a christmas present to their parents, with tension still there, i can easily see maddie blackmailing the rest of her siblings to do this as part of her own holiday cards to friends and aunt lori.

         the sunshine reaches them through the club lights, making the pair of them light up like glittering stars. to allie, it isn't a performance at all. she can feel the sparkle through her skin as she dances with the other girl, the brown of her hair may as well have been twined with golden tinsel. " i, like, love your vibe! " she squeals over the music, cupping the other girl's jaw in the palms of her hands. " feels like we were, like, meant to be friends, maybe. " and, well, for a girl so lovely ... she should have some glitter of her own, shouldn't she? lucky for her, allie always manages to fit some in her dress pocket. opening a highlighter compact, allie brushes a gentle line of golden dust over her cheekbones, blends it with the soft pad of her finger. " there, now we match! "

the courtyard, in all its neon-lit hullabaloo, is packed to the brim.  energy burns electric,  burns hotter than the bodies crammed together,  swirling and shimmering in her veins like starlight.  she wishes she could bottle its essence,  or at the very least wishes she had brought her camera.  hindsight is a bitch,  thus she savors the moment with a cup of questionable alcohol in hand,  watching as those gathered mingle and dance.