1:49pm
My friend and I walked down to the courts, and there she was. Playing.
She is so short, I could notice her anywhere. Short, but she has a big heart. I've only known her for about 4 months, but I know that she does have a big heart.
I walked into the courts, though there were heaps of others in the court playing, our eyes landed on each other, as if we were the only people on the courts. I broke our eye contact by looking down on the grass, embarrassed that I even looked at her.
I put my bag down, and walked on the court, getting ready to receive the ball. She turned around to me and asked worriedly where I was.
I shyly told her where I was.
We played until the bell rang for the last period.
YOU ARE READING
She and I
RomanceShe and I met on a trip to the Museum. She and I talked. She and I clicked. She liked me as a friend. I however, felt in a different way. A diary of my daily life with her. (Warning! ANNOYING AF)
