Cowboys and Angels

Their couple-costume of our Senior year was Spiderman and Mary Jane.

This was no longer high school this was our high school reunion, and I got to choose this year.

I just wanted a nice costume, Peter wanted to steal the show. (ok, maybe I wanted to too)

So, we did.

The lights dimmed and a smoke machine starts working.

A song starts playing and I strain my eyes.

The first lyric plays.

Peter steps out at the word "want" and Lara Jean at "need".

They looked glorious.

Peter was wearing the whole cowboy get-up and Lara Jean wearing the most amazing angel costume ever. Peter was standing in the smoke which lit up and glittered when Lara Jean joined him, it might've just been the white light the was following her, but she was glowing.

Peter twirled her when the singer sang "Girls like her and guys like me"

They seemed to be made for the song, even though Peter was not a cowboy and Lara Jean while cutting it close was not an angel.

The music continued, but now that they were closer, I realized it wasn't the song playing off the speakers, Peter was singing.

"I've got boots and she's got wings. I'm hell on wheels and she's heavenly."

He pulls her close.

"I'd die for her and she'd live for me."

And the song continued, he was dancing with her. In front of everyone, looking at her like she personally hung the moon.

"…cloud of dust, a ray of light."

He wraps his arm around her waist and she kisses his cheek sweetly. My eyes burn, I want someone to love me like that.

"My touch is her temptation; her kiss is my salvation. She's sweet, I'm wild, we're dangerous."

The whole thing was so sweet but the next words nearly made me swoon, because I can tell that he meant every word.

"Not sure why her path crossed mine. Accident or grand design. Maybe god just kinda likes cowboys and angels."

The rest of the song goes smoothly but all I can think is that they are truly a match made in heaven.

Yin and Yang, opposites but so in love with each other that instead of raising red flags they complimented each other perfectly.

I could tell and I didn't even know them.

"How much did all of that cost you."

"Too much" and "A reasonable price" Peter and Lara Jean both said at the exact same time.

Lara Jean shoots him a dirty look.

"But It was totally worth it, love."

Lara Jean returns back to leaning at his side.

"You guys are so cute." I say honestly.

"Thanks, Chris." LJ tells me blushing sweetly "I'm glad you came to this lame high school reunion."

I swing an arm around her, jostling Kavinski.

"Hard not too, after your 20th phone call."

"Oh, shut up- Lucas!" she exclaimed seeing the stylish boy walk in arm in arm with a handsome tall athletic one.

Dam.

Lara Jean hurries off and immediately strikes conversation with both boys.

Peter turn his attention to me.

"How have you bee-"

"You going to put a ring on it, right?" I interrupt.

Peter turns bright red, and mutters "Yeah, tonight. But don't tell her!"

"How did you know?" he asks looking anxious "Was I obvious?"

I snort, yes, he was. "Nah, I just didn't think you'd be the type to spend so much money on a high school reunion."

He shudders looking at the smoke machine and extravagant lighting.

"Don't remind me." he groans

"Can I see it!"

"No." he whispers harshly, then smiles stupidly "You'll see it when she posts it on Instagram."

"If she accepts it."

He freezes looking horrified.

"I'm kidding! She will, now go set the mood." I laugh and push him away.

He walks away, his confidence messed with.

I look down at my Hawaiian girl costume.

Scanning the room, I spot a surfer boy.

He seemed nice enough, with a decent face.

Might as well...Walking up to him I introduce myself.

"Hi, I'm Chris."

He turns to face me completely "I know, I'm Trevor. Forget me already, Chrissie?"

I scowl, despite the smile tugging at my lips.

He grins widely at my reaction to the old nickname. And it transforms his face from decent to charming.

"So... surfer boy, huh?"

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xxx

-Paula