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It wouldn’t be a star festival without a meteor shower! Right on time, a beautiful array of shooting stars graces the night sky. Most meteor fragments appear to be little white or yellow lights streaming across the sky, but if you watch closely enough you may find that some of them seem to be pink, blue, and even purple in color. The scientists have reported that it’s just different components burning up as they enter the atmosphere, but there’s something undeniably magical about it.
Summer was the perfect time to catch fireworks--seriously, like. Every night. Myles had seen colors splattering the sky almost nonstop so far, and while he couldn't complain, it wasn't anything new.
It didn't stop him from climbing atop the apartment roof sometimes, when he just wanted to be alone, or think, or just enjoy the city. Jeremy was downstairs making dinner and had nagged--profusely--about making sure that Myles didn't go too far tonight. He was working hard--this wasn't just a television dinner or something to be microwaved.
This was a nice dinner.
For no other reason than that Jeremy wanted to do something nice.
A smile tugged at Myles' face as he settled himself down on the roof, in his favorite place. The sounds of the city were everywhere, and distantly he could hear fireworks. The lights made it difficult to see the sky clearly--most nights, at least, and yet there was something strange about things tonight.
Destiny City was as it always was--loud, bright, obnoxious.
Myles loved it.
No matter how many fireworks he saw, he would have loved to see more--no matter if it was the same exact type. It was beautiful.
He could have lived without the loud noises, but.
That's what tonight was for.
Tonight, he was looking for meteors.
The news had been talking all about it--how it was going to be so visible tonight that you could see it from within the city. Which was great, considering the fact that he wasn't allowed to leave because his brother had chosen tonight to cook, but.
Myles wasn't mad. He was excited. His brother was busy, always working, and they were going to spend tonight together. There was only the slightest pang of guilt that he wasn't down there, keeping him company while he cooked, but Jeremy was the one that had shooed him out of the kitchen.
Myles had a talent for getting in the way, he knew that. Even when he was only trying to help. But Jeremy wasn't mad, just fussy. Like an older brother should be.
A streak of color across the sky had Myles wincing; he was waiting for the loud explosion of a firework--only, one didn't come.
Another streak in the sky--pink. Like a pretty, glowing streamer, that appeared and disappeared in a few blinks.
Meteors were white. At least, he thought they were; he wracked his brain for any information that would say otherwise but Myles had never been a good student.
...Still, he was pretty sure they weren't supposed to come in so many colors.
His hands were shoved in his pockets and he pursed his lips, thumb rubbing over the smooth edge of the star charm his brother had tossed at him after he'd come home from work today. Something about the smooth edges was reassuring and reminded him to get a worry rock.
Three different bursts of color streamed across the sky in quick succession and he felt his heart pounding like a child at their first firework show.
He was nearly bouncing with excitement; he wanted to stay and watch but he knew his brother's heart might just break if he didn't eat with him.
...But this was something he wanted to share. And, maybe Jeremy would know what was going on in the sky.
Suddenly, he wondered how hard it would be to convince his brother to have a picnic on the roof. He wasn’t able to contain himself; he took one last look at the sky and bolted back downstairs to plead.
In the end, Jeremy never stood a chance against his puppy dog eyes--even if he did pretend to put up a fight.
