As we walk into the arcade-looking place we go place our bags in a room with tables and chairs, we form our teams. There was a team that had Jordan, Olivia, Phoebe and Shakira and that left Hannah and I. We walked over to the counter to let the guy know we only had to people, but as I looked up I saw it was him, the guy I saw downstairs, the god. As I as him up close his features were so defined, I knew what I was thinking was wrong because he must be at least eight years older than me, but that didn't stop me. I mean who wouldn't be checking out this amazing specimen that was hand made by God himself. Hannah looked at me as if she was waiting for me to speak so turn back to the guy, who I now know to be named Patrick as it says on his name tag, what a cute name I thought to myself, "h-hi, um we j-just thought we s-should tell you that we o-only have two people in our t-team" I said, stuttering like an absolute idiot. He replies smoothly in that deep, husky voice of his "That's cool, if you guys want I could help you out and join your team?" he says more of a question than a statement "yes" I say way too quickly "I mean yeah, sure. That'd be pretty cool, I mean if it's ok with you Hannah?" I say trying to cover up the excitement in my voice "aha yeah sure" Hannah says with a laugh. "ok cool, I'll see you guys in their" Patrick says and I could feel my insides crumbling at the thought of him playing with me, I mean us.
