From everywhere across the nation, there were loud chants for the countdown to the new year.
"Oh boy, it's the new year already?" Marco asked.
"Gosh, the time flies so fast." Luke said, scratching his head.
"New year, new beginnings, guys." Ramon said, throwing his arms around their necks.
"New year, new beginnings." They yelled, and a thunderous happy New Year echoed, followed by beautiful fireworks being shot up from the yacht.
"Happy New Year," Michael said to Noah in a sweet voice, the sound of the fireworks and the lightning in the sky reflecting on his blue eyes.
Noah swiped his hair back and then caressed his cheek, looking into his eyes affectionately.
"Happy New Year, my love." He said and then leaned in, kissing his lips and marking the start of the new year.
The others saw this and looked away. They could only mind their business.
