A Source's Existence

"Wait so you have how many friends?" I ask.

"I think everyone at the campus wants to be my friend. I'm kind of a legend to everyone." she exclaims. I laugh. I look in the town square. Looks like the music has started and people are now dancing. She noticed I'm looking over there.

"It's beautiful." she says.

It is. Bright lights are hung everywhere, and even floating lanterns are all over in the sky, lighting up the whole night of gold. Colorful ribbons are hung everywhere, wonderful, graceful music is being played. So good, it's like people are being left no choice but to dance.

This is the time where everyone in the town is actually smiling. As if everyone has ignored the "City of Muggers".

"Are they dancing?" asks Sawyer. It takes me a while for me to answer her, because her eyes are reflecting off of the bright lights. She put on her coat she got from the market, because it gets chilly after a while, but I've gotten use to it. She's let her hair down, somehow making her complexion sparkle so much more.

"Oh yeah." I say. She snickers.

"I've never danced with someone before." she says. I give her a look, and stand up.

"Then I'll teach you." I say walking over to her. She looks at me surprised, and then leans back in her chair.

"What? No! I don't know how!" she says. I hold out my hand to her.

"Well neither do I, but I've seen enough to teach you." I say. She shakes her head, embarrassed. I walk backward into the dancing crowd. I give her the look.

"No you're not!" she mouths smiling. I hold my hands out in front of me, releasing my telekinetic power. Her body floats out of the chair, her surprised. I slowly glide her body over to me, both of us giggling.

I set her feet down to the ground in front of me, and she stares at me embarrassed, but smiling.

"Okay," I say. "By the way I've seen other people do it, you put your hand, right here."

I pick up her left hand and put it on my right shoulder.

"Mm-hm." she says.

"And I put my arm around you," I say putting my hand on her waist. She looks up at me. I look at our other hands. "And then we lock hands."

Our hands slowly fold together.

"And then, follow the beat..." I say starting to sway. She giggles silently at me as she starts to sway with me. "Get on rhythm with the music. And sway."

"We're very close." she says. I shrug.

"That's what dancing is." I say. She smiles, the happiest I've ever seen her look, her eyes almost watering. She looks down, bashfully.

We have a moment of no talking, not of silence, from the music and the happy people.

"Eli...?" she says.

"Yes?" I say. She smiles up at me.

"I'm really glad I met you." she says. I smile back.

"Me too." I say.

"No I'm serious," she says, her voice changing into a soft mutter. "Eli... you make me happy. More happy than I ever have in the span of eighteen years."