After we stumped that other team I was walking out of the gym when I bumped into a man with brown hair but the tips were blond, in a quiff. Wearing a red shirt with a grey jacket and regular jeans. He turned and had beautiful ocean blue eyes. "Hey!" "Hey" He sounded nervous. Why? "I'm Cheyenne." He looked at me happily. "I'm Niall." He still looked nervous."
"I saw you play!" He said. " Oh really!" "Yeah, your really good." " Oh thanks! Who are you here with?" "My friend Brent invited me." "Oh, that's my coach." "Yeah, he told me that your gonna help them win. Wait you are number 11 right? " I stretched my shirt so he could she the #11. "Your an awesome server." "Omg! Thanks" "Well here's my number. You should text me sometime." "Sure." "Well bye!" "Bye."
~1 week later~
So Cheyenne and I have hung out a few times since the volleyball game. I'm really nervous around her, but I don't understand why. We're going on a date tonight. I guess that's why, I don't know. I'm not that good in relationships. I quickly took a shower and put on my favorite jersey, and put on regular jeans. I went to my car to prepared myself for the date. "TRYING" to not get these stupid butterflies (in my stomach). It's harder than you think!
I put on a plain white half shirt and high wasted bright blue shorts. My shoes were grey vans. Then I put on a grey blazer. Well here goes nothing. I ran outside only to see Niall in his car waiting. Suddenly butterflies erupted in my stomach. Do I have feelings for Niall?!