Christmas and New Year in North London. Beneath the spread of fireworks, amidst the sound of cheers and celebrations, best friends Diana and Luna find themselves stranded over the river and after midnight on the last night of the 20th century.
Faced with either waiting for a bus that might never come or walking for several hours in the bitter cold of midwinter, the two girls set out along the path of the river and through the heart of London in pursuit of tea, toast, and a good night’s sleep, all the while dancing around the issue of their feelings for one another.
Night on the Planet By Courtney Milnestein “Not for another hour,” she said, apologetically, turning away from the faded bus timetable behind the stained Perspex. The other girl looked up, confetti and glitter clinging amidst the hairspray, the faintest smudge of mascara and eyeliner. “You’re kidding me.” Diana, a month older, which bestowed on her the tentative right of seniority in their longstanding, long-enduring friendship, shook her head and slumped onto the narrow plastic bench alongside her friend. “I wish I was.” In the dark, fireworks were going off, those excited to be out past midnight still intent on making it known that they had not died, that they endured not just the changing of one year to another, but the changing of an entire millennium, and that the machines had
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