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I am a cool teenager
I stroll to CVS to snag a Dr. Pepper
After feeling bored for the whole day.
The sun is in its process of peacing out as I decide to
Use the bubbles to carry me along the storefronts.
A flower shop, a chain hardware and grocery store, and small restaurants
Catch my curious eyes while Demi Lovato and Avril Lavigne blast
In my wireless earbuds.
Another urge meets my courage in the street and my pink high tops
Start down the path toward my best friend’s house about two miles away.
The night gets a little cooler as the dark yellow lights of the street lamps
Get a little brighter.
My steps get higher as my strides feel the bubbles
And a stranger passes me by while a moment of paranoid fear meets with
My courage and cool.
The sky is getting deeper.
The blue is turning navy while the higher clouds are still a bit white.
I am reminded of excessively sweet purple and green Teen Titans popsicles,
Power Rangers Mystic Force zord figurines that make my inner ninja giggle,
And a copy of Pokemon Platinum that was lost in moving boxes somewhere.
These items of nostalgia come back to me when I feel like this.
When I am a true teenager.
When my youth is mixed with optimistic maturity.
These forceful memories glue these mindsets together and form me.
I arrive at my friend’s house.
I am greeted by her two cats that run away from me and I enter her room.
We start singing and talking and laughing and crying.
I drink more of my fizzy Dr. Pepper,
It is still cool.

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This poem is about a time when I felt like a cool, true teenager. I don't always feel like this, so this moment is special to me even though I didn't think that at first when I just decided to get soda from CVS.