How We Met: Morgan

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Morgan's P.O.V

This week myself and some other of my former highschools celebrity athletes are going to speak to the student athletes. Besides myself we have a few basketball players, a football player, and my friend who plays volleyball. It will be great to reunite with her.

We decided to go out to dinner the night before the talk with the athletes. Just Tal, the volleyball player, and I. The place we were going was fancy so we had to dress up. I wore a midthigh length black dress with a lace material around, what can I say? In high school we had a thing going for a little while I might as well impress her.

At the restaurant I walked in and immediately saw Tal, and she looked beautiful as ever. I walked up to her and she stood up and we hugged kissing each other on the cheek.

"Moe you look famtastic" she said pulling away eyeing me up and down.

"You too" I say looking at her, and I was not lying she had a low v-neck blue lacy dress.

"So how have you been" she asks as we sit across from each other.

"Pretty good the usual, you" I laugh a little at the end and she smiles.

"The exact same, and you have a really cute laugh" she smiles and I look down blushing a bit.

Was that flirting? It so was right? Pretty is like with friends, beautiful with best friends, and cute when flirting.

"It's nothing compared to your smile" I shoot back smiling and she blushes before the waitress comes over and takes our orders.

"You know I missed this... us" she says grabbing my hand on top of the table looking at me.

"Me too" I sigh looking down.

"How long will you be in town" she asks squeezing my hand a little.

"For two weeks" I say looking up at her.

"Go on a date with me" she says looking at me.

"What" I manage to get out.

"I know we had a thing when we were seventeen but we're more grown up now and we made it through college, lets try it" she explains.

"Okay" I says smiling at her and she squeezes my hand one more time before the waitress brings our drinks and we seperate our hands.

This is happiness.

(Okay so I think y'all can guess what happens but the date goes well and they go on another and then another and another and yeah it turns out well)

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