The Collision
He stood up from the table, giving me that small smile that always made my chest feel warm.
“Hey,” he said, pulling out the chair next to him. “You look good.”
“Thanks,” I mumbled, sitting down. Ryan and his girlfriend were already there. Ryan was the loud, easy-going teammate with the constant grin. His girlfriend Cole had short curly hair and a bright red top. She waved at me right away.
“Finally! The girls are here,” Cole said, laughing. “Ryan’s been telling me all about you two. Nice to meet you for real, Ariana.”