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Tracy's POV

I'm sitting on the couch in the common room. It was the fourth of July. I'm hoping that Michael would ask me to go with him to see the fireworks at the pier tonight. We've have been going out for a few weeks now. I'm glad that Isinia  finally convinced Cruger to let us be together after he saw how having a boyfriend actually inspired me instead of distracting me from the mission. Michael visited a few times while I was in the infirmary a week ago. One time he came in with a guitar and sang "What Makes You Beautiful". His voice was so angelic. I melted with every word he sang. We did hang out a little when I was off duty, but we still enjoyed being together. I take my IPod out of my pocket and put the ear buds in then start to rock out. I'm so caught up in the music that I don't see Michael come in. He slinks around the back of the couch. He removes an ear bud from my right ear.

"Hey darling," He whispers.

I jump and fall off the couch, landing on my back. "Dang it, Michael, you are lucky that I don't beat the snot out of you," I say catching my breath.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you - I swear." He apologizes.

He walks around to the front of the couch and helps me back up.

"It's okay. So, what's up?" I ask.

"I was just wondering if you wanted to see the fireworks at the pier tonight." He answers.

"I would love to. Would this count as our first date?" I ask.

"I guess so. I'll be back to pick you up around 9:00." He answers.

"You know where to find me," I say.

Micheal's POV

I am glad that Tracy wants to come see the fireworks with me. The fireworks aren't scheduled to start until 10 o clock and it is only 9:30. Tracy suggests we come early to get good seats. We sit down on the slats with our feet dangled over the side. She sets her head on my right shoulder and looks up at me with her dazzling blue eyes.

"We have the best seats in the house, huh," I say.

"You are cute when you try to be funny." she says.

A cool breeze blows off the ocean and I see goose bumps start to appear on her arms. I take off my hoodie and place it on her shoulders.

"Thanks, Michael you're so sweet." She says.

"It looks good on you." I compliment.

She takes the hoodie off her shoulders and starts to slip her arms into the sleeves then zips it up.

"This is better." she states smiling.

It is a little big on her, but she doesn't mind one bit.

"Warm enough?" I ask.

She moves closer and sits on my lap. I wrap my arms around her and pull her into my chest. At that moment my heart began to beat like I was on a roller coaster.

"I am now." she replies.

I know this was the moment. Everyone says to just let love take over. I know that she feels the same way ad she turns her head around and we look into each other's eyes. The sparks fly and I lean in closer. Our lips brush against each other. I feel like I am on top of the world and as we push away from each other, we don't say a word as get got to our feet. I look at my watch. It reads 9:50, ten more minutes before the fireworks light up the sky on the best night of my life. I put my arm around her shoulder and she just smiles.

"Now what?" She asks.

"How about we dance." I answer.

"Don't you need music to dance? Second of all, I can't dance." She states.

"You don't always need music to dance. You just need a partner." I tell her.

I take hold of her left hand and lead her over to a good spot. I move my arm off her shoulder and place my right hand on her waist.

"You can't dance, or don't?" I ask.

"Both," She says.

"I guess it's lucky for you that my parents made me take a ballroom dancing class." I admit.

She doesn't say a word as we start to waltz around the pier. I knew she could dance and she is so graceful. I lean in close to whisper something in her ear.

"See, I knew you could dace." I whisper.

We dance for a few more minutes as people start to file in. We stop and look up at the night sky as the fireworks start to explode in the air. I never thought our first date would be so perfect. Tracy puts her head on my shoulder. We watch the fireworks illuminate the sky with reds, blues, and yellows.

"Hey Michael, I just want to tell you that this is one of the best fourth of July's ever." She says.