Laughing Fate by Roxy Emilia Means

stretched out to watch the sky. They sat silent for a while, staring up at the sky. The stars were all out, winking happily down on them, but there were no shooting stars. Puck fidgeted in her chair as she stared up at the sky. Finally after minutes of sitting relatively still and staring at the boring heavens, Puck just had to speak.
    "Where’s the shooting stars?” asked Puck quietly.
    "Shhh...You’ll miss them!" Potter responded, with his eyes still on the heavens.
    Puck stared up into the skies, trying to watch everywhere, not wanting to miss the shower. Nothing moved. Puck scanned the sky, stared up into the heavens until she was almost cross eyed, and still nothing moved. Maybe this was why she hadn’t been stargazing in years.
    "I don’t see it."
    "Keep looking."
    "It’s NOT there," Puck said. She was growing bored with all the silence and star gazing. She looked around and smiled. This was fun in a geeky sort of way. She looked at Potter, who was intent on staring at the skies. Puck grabbed the bag of chips and threw a chip at him. When he didn’t notice, Puck threw another chip at him. Puck smiled mischievously when that one hit his head. Potter turned and frowned at her, so Puck quickly looked up at the sky as if she’d done nothing. She struggled to keep the smile off her face, as she made a big show of searching the skies. She felt Potter’s eyes on her for a second and then he went back to watching the skies.
    Potter sure was serious about this, thought Puck. She smiled wickedly and slowly withdrew a chip from the bag. Before it was out all the way, Potter grabbed her wrist with one hand, and with the other grabbed for the bag of chips. Puck tried to get her wrist free, but he had freakish man strength, so despite all her struggles and dirty tricks, she couldn’t get free. The battle ended with Potter wrestling the bag of chips from her and she shrieked as he upended the bag over her head.
    Laughing, they wrestled in their chairs, trying to throw food on each other. Quite enjoying herself, Puck grabbed the can of soda.
    "Don’t you dare!" warned Potter eyeing the soda.
    Puck grinned and pretended to throw the soda. Potter roared a mock battle cry and tackled Puck out of her chair. They wrestled on the street, playing around, and having a good old time when light fell on them from a coming car.
    Giggling, Puck shoved Potter off of her and ran to grab the chairs while Potter grabbed the blankets and snacks. They stood on the side of the road and waved at the car as it passed.
    "That was so much fun! I like star gazing!" declared Puck with a wide smile. Potter smiled down at her and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Puck’s smile slipped a little and she took a small step backwards. She really didn’t like that Potter’s touch felt so natural.
    Potter noticed her small step backward, but didn’t pay it much attention. Puck didn’t exactly like to be touched, although she didn’t seem to mind being tackled. Plus, Potter didn’t know what he was doing touching the girl, except that she had been smiling up at him with such a wide pretty smile that lit up her whole face.
    Potter thought she looked really cute in her uniform. She was wearing a tight black pencil skirt that hit her several inches above the knee and a tight white button down shirt. On her feet she wore black stiletto shoes that must have been hell to wear, but were dang sexy.
    "I rather like it too. Usually when I do it, it doesn’t involve wrestling or food fighting though."
    "Then you haven’t really ever been star gazing, cause that’s what it’s all about Mr." Puck said with a smirk on her face.
    Potter smiled and agreed with her. He could have argued the fact that only someone certifiably crazy would consider star gazing a contact sport, but hey why ruin the moment?
    "So where are you headed?" Potter asked as he sat back down on his lawn chair. He sipped his soda and stretched out on the chair, staring up at