All Summer Long

The break room had quickly become the hangout spot for everyone, mostly because of the Air conditioning the building has, which is a stark contrast to the hot and muggy night. Everyone was doing their own thing, either television, on their phones, or on one of the many arcade games.

Twilight was reading a book, something about science that I didn't even bother to understand, while Bubbly was on her phone with a can of soda in front of her.

I was playing ping pong with Crimson, but at least the serve I had did not end, in fact, we were still going on this one serve. Bubbly kept hearing the sound of the ball and the paddle and looked on

"Pickle!" she shouted.

Everyone saw and began to crowd us, cheering us on and some were even starting to make bets.

I had become nervous when everyone crowded us, because when I play I don't think, but act on where the ball is and then hit it in a direction and strength I know will put it over the net, reposition myself quickly to the middle and prepared to react where and how hard Crimson would hit too, rinse and repeat. My classmates grew even louder, seeing the rare event of a long serve really excited them, who at most they would have seen one that lasted at most ten seconds max, this was already going on a few minutes. It was back in forth, none of us trying to make a spike that would end with a kill or an epic fail. I was planning to go for the kill and do a power hit, but it would have to wait until I had the perfect opportunity.

It turned out, in the third minute of our round, I had it. Crimson tripped on his own legs and was on one knee, the hand that had the paddle on the ground. The ball was at the perfect angle for me to spike it, which I did.

"I win!" I shouted as I went for the kill. The execution was perfect, the ball was going to clear the net and land on the table. My rush turned into sheer agony when I saw a hand come out from the crowd, and catch the ball. Everyone looked to see who ended the long rally.

It was Slate.

"Hello, class!" He said with a malicious grin.

" Hey! I was going to win!" I protested.

"Were you really?" he asked.

"Yes!"

"Oh, well whatever," he said as he put the ball in his breast pocket.

"So, just a few announcements while you are all here: first is no classes tomorrow," he announced.

We erupted in a cheer, which usually meant beach day.

"In exchange, however. We will be dusting off the old telescopes and we will be spending the night watching the meteor showers"

No one cheered, but we still liked the announcement. It seemed like it would be an interesting time.

"So, grab a partner, minus Blue Comet and Twilight Sparkle of course, and get a telescope!"

"Can I be your partner, Slate?" Bubbly asked.

"And you get your hands all over my ten k telescope? Hell no, get a partner!"

* * *

We made the walk to the cliffs. I had to carry the telescope while twilight carried the blanket we would use to sit on the grass. In front of me and behind me were other partners carrying their gear to the point, where there was enough room for everyone and far enough from the lights of the camp so there would be no light pollution. The only issue was the nighttime wind and the roaring sound of the waves crashing into the cliff. When we arrived at the cliff, the edges were roped off by a glow in the dark rope. There was a fire going at the base of the point, with the telescopes closer to the edge of the cliff. As soon as we found a spot, we went to work getting the telescope up. Since telescope set up have to debate, it was uneventful, and once we had it readyhavewe went back to the campfire to pick up some drinks and snacks.

"Okay class, point your telescopes to the southwestern sky!" Slate commanded.

If any of us didn't have it pointed, we moved it. The showers were slow at first, since the peak wasn't until late into the night. We saw one or two flashes in the sky, but nothing spectacular. We stood there silent for an hour, looking at the sky for any meteors that would be a split second in the air,

Hours went by, the show slowly began to pick up, you could hear a random excitement from one or two of the partners every minute or so when they saw a meteor streak for only less than a second.

"This is great… But boring too. Want to see if they still have smores at the fire?" I asked. Twilight shrugged, which usually meant she would of either way. We walked back to the campfire, which was not crowded since everyone else was entranced with the shower. You still could of seen it with the fire, but the fainter meteors would not of been visible.

We were used to each other by then to the point where we had no issue sharing a blanket, as long as we didn't have chocolate or marshmallow stains on it. We were warm against the night wind, and watching the stars

An hour later, the stars lit up, the sky was falling. It wasn't a steady stream but it was enough to see three or so every minute, which excited everyone.

"Twilight, are you seeing this?" I said as I turned to see my partner. She was asleep, head against my arm and deep in sleep.

I had a small chuckle as I looked at her, then I saw her lips. Yea, the urge of wanting to kiss them were there, but everyone was looking and I didn't want to be that guy. So I smiled and continued to look at the night sky.