The aftermath of the party:

It is a promise, she assured me, tucked inside her rainbow colored sleeping bag, a cocoon of contentedness and dignity, like last night's party where everybody skinny dipped in the pool, and the fireworks Chase brought leaped out from the bushes like secret surprises, where her reaction to the chaotic madness was nothing but calm - but not during midnight, our first kiss, her nuclear reaction to it, the heat from our bodies, no dialogue needed.