Emma

Everyone is on a trip to a bowl game. As you arrive, you see all of the marching band members, and the dance team get off the busses. You end up making eye contact with a blonde as she leaves the bus. You recognize her, she always smiles at you at the football games. As you get lost in her eyes, you walk into a pole. She gives you a small chuckle, and proceeds to walk up to her room. Later that night, you decide to relax at the hotel while everyone else goes out to party. To your surprise, the dancer from earlier is sitting by herself eating a meal. She looks up at you, smiles and gestures for you to come over. You’re hesitant at first, you’re a shy band kid after all but you decide to walk over and have a seat across from her.

Hey, you’re that guy who always rocks out on the field right? I’ve always loved that about you! So unpretentious, and wild. It’s fun to watch you. My name is Emma, we always smile at each other...but I’ve never gotten to talk to you. she gives you a warm smile and extends her hand