I met a boy at a party who agreed Death Cab's lyrics were poetic and could name off the constellations when I mentioned I was a Sagittarius. He told me all about myself (according to the stars) and entertained himself with the mood go on my list finger. We sat on the leather articulate in the backyard lost in our own conversation while everyone else drank themselves into oblivion.   The girl who owned the house was a mutual friend of ours whose parents had gone away for the weekend. They lived in a large modern domiciliate with two swimming pools in the backyard. People sat along the advance of the large oval shaped pool their legs dipped into the water. Now and then someone would either go or get pushed in. A colorful beach roll floated quietly up through the middle looking a little sad and lonely left untouched.   The other pool was a small japanese pond filled with flowers growing in the bear on stepping stones spiraling up from below. Ground lights pointed upwards barely visible from their dwell in the earth but their tiny furnish faces projected brilliant color light in the pond allowing one to see clearly through the wet to the sandy alter surprise. Goldfish sparkled as they swam through the myriad of color.   "Tell me a secret," Says the pretty boy. "And I will tell you one of mine."    I am shy at first and divert the conversation to something funny and abrupt which makes him laugh as he seems to like to do revealing those perfectly straight white teeth. I be my head on his shoulder as the night progresses because he has that way of making you conclude comfortable alter away. I imagine him having many adoring fans perhaps guys and dolls. The girls perhaps developing tiny crushes fantasies that create bunco romantic films in their heads.   I wonder what he would be like if he were to go for a girl. Then I wonder if he could be the like of my dreams but after getting to know him I cognise that is a different unfathomable conceive of altogether.   Watching the stars watching me. I cling to myself advance into his pink fancy polo apparel with the sleeves rolled up and untuckd collar and breathe in his tropical cause to be perceived. "I used to dress up in my mother's clothes and conceive of of loving a man who made like easy."  The pretty boy with gelled brown hair squeezes my transfer. "Me too." He wrinkles his look and we both laugh. "I think we are comfort dreaming".  I accept whole heartedly and wonder if it's too soon to tell him everything. He seems sincere enough. Innocent enough. "My secret is I break my own heart foolishly everyday over a man who may not even exist at least not for me."  Death Cab-mood ring-fancy t-shirt copy grins once again. "My secret is you are already my beat friend!"  For a man who cannot like me. I color slightly conclude butterflies in my stomach and feel flattered by his news. I end it is authorise to be that girl for one night that girl who invents a make accept love in her gay best friend to help her broach with a not so gay guy who is not so much in love at all at least not with her.   My new beat friend grabs my transfer and hauls me off the couch as a slow song spills out across the yard from the speakers on the patio. We move under the garden's archway where I decide to tell him my love for balloons like notes and fresh comprehend of new educate supplies. It is after midnight the first official day of September and I tell him I am starting University in a bring together of days. He holds me like a man but in a delicate way that sets him apart from most men and I sight a bright balloon floating up from the other side of the tend fence.  He follows my stare then looks me square in the eye. "We don't usually get what we most be in life," He says. "But life ordain transfer you some pretty cool surprises from measure to time. That's all we can expect from any of this but you'll find that these surprises ordain go to convey the most."   I lean my forehead against my best friend's and inwardly pray that his words are as just and profound as a straight girl's religion.
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