You’ve rushed up to Ponyboy outside, excited.

He seems a little confused, and decides to talk.

“What? What is it??” He questions, and soon you grab his hand, leading him to a wide patch of grass and pointing up to the sky.

“That.” You finally respond, pointing at the bright fireworks going on.

“Oh—“ His voice is cut off by the sound of more fireworks, and it’s absolutely awesome.