THE EVERGLOW.

[JAXTON AVERY LANDON]

HERE'S A NIGHT, AND IT SHINES

It was Saturday night, and Jax could already tell by the way the moon hung in the sky that it was going to be an extraordinary one.

It was nearing one in the morning already, but Jax wasn't tired; fatigue never struck him at this hour. To Jax, the night was still very much young; he was a relentless night owl, always staying up until at least four A.M., taking advantage of the muse the dark hours usually gave him by writing furiously. If he was in a particularly uninspired mood, sometimes he would decide to pursue a spontaneous late-night adventure, just for the hell of it. Why not? He was young and stupid, and when he was old and boring he would have a boring job that would start at some ungodly hour in the morning, and he'd probably go to sleep ridiculously early, at nine or something, because his life would be too boring and tiring to stay up any later. Jax firmly believed that he should enjoy his freedom now before it was too late. It was the perfect excuse to spend the night being reckless, spontaneous, carefree. Jax had decided that tonight was destined to be one of those nights, and he had also already christened Sparrow to be his accomplice; she just wasn't aware of this small detail yet. She had played the role before, of course, countless times. There weren't many people in this town who would sacrifice a potential night of partying for a night of adventuring. Fortunately, Sparrow was one of those people, and Jax loved that about her. It was pretty convenient to have one of those kinds of people as your best friend. The boy had been texting her just before descending his porch steps, but he hadn't warned her of his impending arrival; they had been texting for awhile, she hadn't said she was busy, and he knew that she wouldn't mind his company. He just hoped that she didn't mind the surprise.

The window of Jaxton's beat-up Blazer was rolled all the way down, the music all the way up. The wind refused to let his dark hair stay put as he drove a little too fast to Sparrow's house. She didn't live far; it was certainly walkable, and Jax usually loved a good walk, especially at night. However, he had no idea what the evening's adventure would end up being, and what if they needed a car? A cigarette was nestled lazily between his fingertips; each smokey breath disappeared out the window the instant it escaped his lips. Jax absolutely loved driving, especially at night. This habit proved to be quite a curse in the long run, due to the high price of gas, his inevitably empty pockets, and his tendency to drive high. Well, actually, Jax was excellent at being high and driving. Driving drunk, however, had never been one of his better decisions.

He parked his car, hastily tossing his now finished cigarette into the empty street as he stepped out onto the concrete. The night air was cool on his skin; he wore a simple gray v-neck and dark jeans, typical Jaxton apparel, never over the top, simple as could be. He leaned against the side of his car, sliding his phone out of his pocket as his gaze turned upward toward the canvas of stars that made up the sky tonight. Lily crossed his mind in that moment, but he quickly shook the thought. He had numbed himself, taught himself how to forget quickly and easily. It was almost like Lily had never been alive. That scared him sometimes. His focus switched to Sparrow's bedroom window. He couldn't help but smirk a bit as he slid his phone out of his back pocket; he had never surprised her like this before, and it would be a lie to say that he wasn't sort of excited to see her reaction. He typed out a text message to Sparrow: If you could do anything in the entire world right now, what would it be? Also, you should come outside. The stars are too pretty to be looking at them alone.

He put his phone back in his pocket and waited, resisting the urge to light up another cigarette. He smoked too much. He didn't smoke enough. He could never decide which one it was.

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[sparrow promise logan]

see the changes people's faces

blurred out Like the sun spots or raindrops

Most people her age were probably out partying on a Saturday night but this golden haired outcast was staying in. Not necessarily inside, but at least remaining on her property for the night. With her sister away on a business trip until early Monday morning the house was left to Sparrow and her beloved collection of animal companions, which by no means was a bad thing. She enjoyed the time to herself. She enjoyed the opportunity to find herself in an environment that wouldn’t distract her as her sister often did. The chance to sit under the stars in the beauty of the night and not have her big sister telling her to come inside before she caught a cold or got attacked by a mountain lion. Nonsense. There were no mountain lions around here, let alone mountain lions that had deep rooted desires to attack and eat sixteen year old girls with a fondness for meditating under the starry night sky. But tonight wasn’t a particularly nice night for meditating. Her phone had been busy all night, exchanging texts with Jaxton that had kept a smile on her face for a better part of her night. Armed with a cup of tea she had already refilled twice and a wide awake sense of adventure Sparrow began to grow restless, wandering the vacant rooms of the house while texting Jax, Daniel Johnston blasting on the living room’s stereo and filling the house with his shaky vocals and questionable instrumental talent. She sang along and spun in circles and slid along the wooden floors and only stopped when the dog or three cats got in the way. She sipped her tea and sang to her sun conure and threaded beads into her hair. She opened all of the curtains and turned the air conditioner off and had the windows and doors all wide open so the cool night air filled the house and the rustling trees around the property mixed with the folk music she had playing.

It was lovely. Careless. Dancing about with reckless abandonment. Completely unaware that the lovely conversation she was having through bits and bytes would soon be carried out in person.

Her phone buzzed in her breast pocket and as she had done dozens of times so far tonight she stopped her twirling to read it, her face lighting up at both his question and his suggestion. Sparrow slipped back into her slippers while she thought about her reply, wondering where she would want to be right now. The actual world I could have to choose The Grand Library. Anywhere ever I’d pick Wonderland she sent. There was one thing she had to take care of before heading outside to meet Jax and that was watch her conure and put him back in his cage, which consisted of offering him a peanut and catching him in her hand when he went to gobble it down. With Nakoda safely in his cage she could head outside, peeking out her bedroom window that her lips curled up in the most excited of smiles. Front of the house. Perfect.

Most girls her age had a habit of “freshening up” any time a remotely attractive and very nice male arrived at their house unannounced with promises of stargazing but that had never been something Sparrow thought about. Her hair was a hot mess and her tights were ripped and her clothes didn’t quite match but she didn’t really care. Her own appearance didn’t really register with her. She simply shuffled outside onto the front porch and open her arms for a hug. In her eyes hugs could cure almost anything. A warm and safe embrace could easily wash away any pain and misery the girl might have. And even if she wasn’t at all distressed it was still nice and she still enjoyed them. A touchy feely kind of girl. “How about you? Where would you be if you could be anywhere?”

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670, outfit, jax/sarah, ;3;

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