Amanda's POV I’m at outside of our house, gazing at the stars in the sky. They only started to appear now because there have been clouds in the past few days, so you can barely see anything. I hit my arm and stomped my foot to keep the insects from getting close to me. They've been continuously landing on my skin since earlier. "Argh," I complained in an irritated voice. "I can't even stargaze properly. They been biting me since earlier!" I tried to kill the mosquitoes, but they were too fast. Or maybe I just really don't know how to catch them. People here have quick hands. As if they've dealt with mosquitoes every day that it became easier for them. A pair of hands clapped in front of me, getting rid of the mosquito for me. I looked to my right and saw Fidel. He's wearing a jersey tan

