“We’re here to see Matt? Matt plays lacrosse?” I blurted out, turning to grab Joey’s arm and a guilty smile spread across her face.
“Weeelll actuallyyy” she began, dragging the words out much longer than she needed to and a pit grew in my stomach. “When I was talking to Matt yesterday he told me how he had joined the lacrosse team and it gave me an idea. So I opened the yearbooks up again, took a look at all the lacrosse players and I found myself a new prom date,” she said and the biggest smile spread across her lips as she gazed forwards onto the field. I looked down to the grass following her gaze, only to land on Kyle Anderson, one of the best defensive players on the team. I’d known him since we were just kids, but now he was all grown up, 6 feet tall and a total player jerk who I ha
