Bowling

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We both get out of the car and walk to the bowling alley in silence. He gets his shoes and I wait for him to walk away before getting my shoes because I feel self conscious about my foot size. He's already waiting for me while he puts on his shoes. Before I walk over, I go and get a purple ball, because purple is my favorite color. Then I sit on the bench across from him. I would've sat down next to him, but I didn't want it to be too awkward. He's up first. He grabs the blue ball he got, walks up to the alley, and... BAM! It's a strike.

"Beat that!" He says, "Sorry I'm a little competitive."

"Oh are you?" Of course that question was just for show. I already knew that he was competitive.

"Are you going to go or chicken out?" He asks, bringing me out of my thoughts again. I really need to stop spacing out. I shake my head a little hoping that might get rid of all the thoughts. I stand up, grab the ball and roll it. I end up knocking down only 4 pins. Matt laughs a little. Not a mean laugh, but a flirty one.

"How about I show you how it's done?" He asks. You nod your head yes.

"Come here," he says while taking my hand. I had so many butterflies in my stomach. He pulls me closer, gets behind me and rolls the ball with his hand on top of mine. We end up getting a strike.

"Yay!" I said. He hugged me and we both slowly looked up at each other. He leans in for a kiss. It was a sweet kiss. The way first kisses should be.

"So... where do you want to go on our second date?" he asks. I just smiled in response.

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