4th Of July With A Cowboy

Morning

Well!! This is how my day started.
BOOM... BOOM... BOOM
I woke up to the canons going off. They do it every year on the 4th of July. It's for the fireman's breakfast. I slept in the bowkany I grab my stuff and rush in side yelling.
"GET UP!!! GET UP GET UP!!! IT'S TIME TO GO TO BREAKFAST!!!"
I put on a pair of boot cut jeans and a blue and white flannel shirt with a white shirt under. I decide to wear my brown square toed boots. I threw my hair in a bun and got in the car. As soon as we get there we go strait to the food. I then walk over and sit down by my friends. One thing I love about small towns is that everyone knows everyone. A truck pulls up that I recognize but I didn't know where from. Then Wade gets out. I haven't seen him since the last day of school. We were really good friend last tri and then summer came and we just stopped talking. I checked to see if I had his number still. I took a picture of him and sent it to him. He responded a few minutes later.
"What how?"
I yelled Hey Cowboy turn around. Wade looked back to see me. His face broke into a big smile. He cames over with a plate piled with food and sat down. He looked at me and said,
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm from here."
"Cool, what was with the loud booming this morning?"
"Oh the canons they get everyone up so they will come to breakfast."
"Must be a small town thing."
"Yeah, so what are you doing down here?"
"I'm riden tonight and tomorrow in the Rodeo. Ginna teach those boys how to ride a bull... and bronk." He smiles at me.
"You going to the parade."
"No"
"Why?"
"Because there's no point."
"Well, I think that you need to experience the whole small town 4th of July."
"Oh really?"
"Yes, really. Be at my house in a hour."