Saturday evening my friend's step-sister held her graduation party. It was very small, just close friends and family mainly, but it was very lovely. I got to see some people I hadn't seen in forever which included my neighbor. You'd think being my neighbor I'd see him more often, but no. He hides in his man cave playing video games or is off with his girlfriend. But this small gathering became smaller and smaller until there was just a few of us left.
As is tradition when we have parties as this particular house, a bonfire of giant proportions was needed. We all reminisced about how we missed our usual group of pyros who got the thing started by walking into the fire and throwing entire trees in it. As much as I wish I had exaggerated that sentence, I have not. So without them, we just had a bit of lighter fluid and a small wimpy little fire that wouldn't quite start up. We tried for a bit as the clouds began to quite rudely spit at us. We shouted that it wasn't raining that it was just moist, though we quickly changed it to damp as two of the girls squirmed and shouted that "moist" was a very gross word. So we continued to try to get the fire more like a fire.
The problem began when we realized we had some electronics sitting outside. Those types of things to like rain, so we ran to save them. And just as us teens/slightly-older-than-teens got inside, the down pour began on the parents and the boys who had just finished their first year of high school. They all come in drenched. Completely and utterly drenched. We all laughed. "Oh, look at us! We're all dry." And then the graduate had an idea. She wanted to go out and play in the rain. So we all joined. Kind of grumbly, but kind of wanting to.
Rain is very wet. It makes grass slipper and people very cold, but we ran around for a good half hour laughing hysterically as we did so. We skipped and did cartwheels and spun around in circles shouting loudly. It was all grand fun. And then I thought of something...
The last time I had fun in a rain storm was my sophomore year of high school. I'm now going on to my junior year of college. Not only that, but I used to do such things all the time as a kid. I'd run around outside with my friends next door and we'd play in the rain pretending we had magical superpowers or we were mermaids. I want do run around outside more often. Why bother with computers when there's an entire world outside to have fun in? But no one ever wants to go outside to run around for no reason. There's no way in hell I'd find a group large enough to play Quidditch with me no matter how much I begged and bribed people. And imaginary games are obviously out of the question seeing as my friend and I are all around twenty years of age at this point. Why is growing up so boring?
Mattie, next time I see you, you'll go slay the dragons outside with me, won't you? I'm sure Lady Hanaka and Storm will also join us. I'll buy you all ice cream if you do. We'll play Quidditch as well and have a perfectly love time while people around us stare in wonder.
Life is being boring again... I hope people will prove magic is real soon. I feel as though life could never be dull if we had magic.
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