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Logan, Roman, Patton and Virgil all went to the same high school. And then, one day, when they were all grouped together for a project, they became friends. And then, eventually, friendship turned into a relationship. Between all four of them. And they were all sixteen, so this year, they’d be going to their local pride parade. Patton had hand-stitched the flags for all of them. Virgil had a demi pride flag wrapped around his shoulders, and a gay pride one just taped to his forehead. Roman just had a giant gay pride flag tied around him like a cape. Patton had his pan pride flag tied around him in the same fashion. Logan had a trans and ace flag both, one tying up his (still long) hair, the other tied around his waist.
The boys were all extremely excited. They were especially happy that they were all going together. Virgil worried that they might get separated, but Roman promised Virgil he wouldn’t let that happen. And in the rare event that it did, they would all have their cellphones to find each other, which calmed Virgil down. Roman had a bottle of water in each of his jean pockets, and Patton had the other two in a rainbow colored bag, which was tied to his wrist. Because the first rule of Pride was never to leave your drinks unattended, so they wouldn’t.Â
Roman’s mother drove the four of them to the town square, which is where everything was starting in about.. ten minutes. She kissed Roman on the cheek when he got out of the car. “Have fun. Love you.”
“I will, Mom. Love you too.” Roman responded. Patton, Logan, and Virgil all thanked her, then got out out of the car as well. The four latched arms, and then walked into the square together. Roman stared at all of the people in awe. The entire square was filled with people who had giant, colorful flags. Well, some had smaller flags that Roman could tell they had made on their own. He saw people wearing pronoun pins. He wanted to turn this whole place into a painting, because he found the solidarity between everyone here beautiful. Someone wearing a he/him pin had seen Logan wearing his trans pride flag and nodded in his direction. Logan had nodded back.Â
“Alright, boys, time for a group selfie!” Patton exclaimed, pulling out his phone. The four crammed together to get into the picture . “I’m totally gonna put this on Insta later."Â
And then, the marching began. Everyone took to the streets, some twirling their flags around. Roman watched in excitement. This was incredible. He watched as a lesbian couple held hands, one pulling the other along with her. He saw older couples, and he found himself wondering how many Pride parades those couples had been to. He saw a boy wearing a flower crown rushing to catch up to his date, who was laughing. He saw a couple kissing under one of the pride flags. At one point, he even joined the flag twirlers.Â
He saw all around him, people that were happy, celebrating their freedom to walk in public and kiss in public. He knew it wasn’t that way everywhere, which is why, he guessed, the people here were celebrating. He walked past another lesbian couple who were singing Hayley Kiyoko and smiled at them. They both smiled back and waved. He also walked past a guy who was singing a Troye Sivan song, and then said guy kissed his partner on stage. Roman cheered, along with a few other people.Â
Roman even kissed Patton a few times. (Virgil and Logan didn’t like PDA, so he didn’t do the same for them.)
Roman came to a conclusion after his mom picked the four of them up. Pride was absolutely, one-hundred percent, his favorite place to be. It was a celebration. A celebration of love, and happiness, and joy. It was a place where the LGBT+ community came together. It was colorful, it was stunning. It was beautiful. It was art. Pride was art.
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