Title: Firecracker
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Brendon OC/Pete OC
Point of View: First Person, Katie (aka KathryneLee)
Notes: Yes, this is Kathryne Lee's friend, and yes, this is her in the story XD


PART ONE
I could tell that from the moment the first firecracker went off, it would be an interesting night. The sickeningly sweet smell of the ashy smoke from tie-dyed fireworks cascaded upon Brendon and me, leaving us in a dull fog, disconnected from the rest of our families.

Every year my family had a giant New Year’s Eve bash. We invite friends and family from all around, sit out in the empty lots next door and watch as the year turns from one to another. The Underwoods, or more explicitly, Mr. Underwood, had been friends with my mother since before my brother or I were born. My mother had been best friends with Brendon’s father since pre-school. It was pretty clear to me when I turned fifteen that my mother and Mr. Underwood had been in a relationship at some point in their life. They were usually pretty intent on keeping their love for their significant other obvious, but in those awkward silences, they always shared a knowing glance, and the slight undertones of something more almost burned my ears in the silence. But I don’t think anyone else notices, and if they do, they kept it well hidden.

And even if there was something going on between them, I refused to think about it right now; because, sitting next to me was the light of the world, my favorite person on this earth, my best friend, the oldest Underwood son, Brendon. A 24-year-old musician on the rise, he was by far the one I would like most to love on this earth. Every time he flashed that goofy grin of his, every time he flipped his hair out of his eyes, and every time he squeezed my hand in excitement, I knew I was melting inside. He was my one shining star, he was my reason to go on.

Only problem was, he had a girlfriend. One who didn’t like me much at all, I must admit. When Brendon first started spending more time with me than her, a wrath unlike any other I’ve ever seen lashed out at me, and him, and she was in a hostile rage. He had to explain to her that it was just cause we were friends, just cause we wrote songs together, just cause we had lived in such blissful harmony over the last 17 years since my birth. Maybe not in those exact words, per se, but that’s how I heard them. He even went as far to telling her that he wouldn’t lose her because of me, that he loved her more, but exchanged one of those glances with me, one of those looks that our parents always do. And my insides were lava again, burning away the underside of my skin and bringing a brilliant red blush to my cheeks and neck.

Which was exactly how I felt right now. That blissful feeling of adoration that he sent coursing through my veins every time I saw him was like a drug to me, more addicting than anything I could ever try. In the mere moments of space between us, I could feel the air vibrating with static electricity, sending wave after wave of sparks up and down my spine.

“So you’re a what, senior now?” Brendon asked, the first words spoken between us since we separated from the group.

It took a moment for words to coherently form inside my mouth. Keep cool, Katie, Keep cool. “Junior.” I admitted, laying my hands back on the grass and leaning on them, letting the dewy ground cool my sweating palms.

“Oh.” Brendon laid down, ignoring the soaked grass, and propped himself up on his elbows. “And how’s that working out for you?”

“Not really sure yet.” Awful, Brendon. It’s awful without you.

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Originally posted by Melissa.:
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Originally posted by RubyandAmi:
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Originally posted by Time to Dance, RyRo.:
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PART TWO

“Aren’t you already halfway through the year?” He said, smiling that wicked grin again.

“Well yes, but they say that the second half of junior year is awful.” Or maybe I just figured that out myself. I mean, you’re gonna be gone.

He eyed me with interest. “Because of college apps and all that?”

“Well,” Because you’re going to be traveling around the US, you idiot! “That and the fact that the teachers are gonna start slamming us with work.” Do you really think I care about college? I’m going on the road with you, remember? I can’t stand not seeing you for eight hours a day, how do you think I’m going to comprehend not seeing you in 8 months??

“Ah.” He looked back at Uncle Boyd, his father, as he threatened to light a firework in his own face. He was standing over it as he lit it, looking down the tube as it sparked to life. My father laughed and pulled him back, just as the rocket exploded into the air. We both laughed as our fathers fell over onto the ground. “There’s a reason we don’t let him play with fireworks.” We sat silently again, the sound of a popping firework and the laughter as our siblings chased each other around with sparklers acting like a wall of awkwardness between us. “You know what?”

For some reason, I dreaded the thought of what he was about to tell me. I was wrong about that, as usual. “What?”

“I’m gonna call you Firecracker from now on.” He sat there, a convinced smile spread onto his face like peanut butter onto bread.

“Firecracker?” I said, disbelieving.

“Yep.” He replied, so utterly sure of himself. “You’re so full of spirit and unrealized potential. Until you’re lit.” I raised my eyebrows. “See? Firecracker!”

I looked down at him, laughing and craving to tell him my thoughts. But the image of him and Samantha looking all cuddly and snug at Christmas was stopping me. I couldn’t stand the idea of becoming a home-wrecker like that. I wouldn’t allow myself to stoop that low.

Speaking of the girlfriend, wasn’t she supposed to be here? I lowered myself to his level, laying my head down to the ground and smelling the scent of a new year. Watching him carefully, I saw him close his eyes and suck in a deep breath, letting out a soft, sad sigh. Hadn’t he wanted to share the first few moments of the new year with her, not me? “Hey, Brendon…”

Without opening his eyes, he barely opened his mouth to reply. “Yeah?”

“Where’s Samantha?” I said without hesitation.

My heart dropped from me as he looked at me, a pained expression scarring his face. “We…. We decided to take a break from each other.”

It was exceptionally hard to hide the smile from my face. “What? Why?”

“She realized that there was someone else.” My mouth dropped.

“So she found another guy or—”

“No, I found someone else.”

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