On the summit of a small hill, a boy and a girl rested, watching the night sky with ease.

"Maybe we'll get to see a shooting star," the boy mused. He glanced down at the girl sleeping peacefully in his lap, kissed her cheek, and whispered,

"Found one."

I know. It's short. Oh well. I didn't intend to do this, but, I decided to. Read the others!