As the neon lights of the bowling alley danced around the room and bounced off of her, causing her to go from shades of deep blue to pink and purple, Scarlett felt a mix of confusion, excitement and nervousness. She adjusted the wristband on her bowling hand, and looked sheepishly between the lanes filled with people who looked like they actually knew what they were doing and the scoreboards. She glanced at Wade, who again had that look of annoyance that was permanently etched on his face, he looked so out of place in his black slacks and black button down shirt, his height, his stance and that look on his face weren’t exactly helping matters, everyone else looked so happy and carefree in their colourful clothes and wide smiles.
Then he turned to look at her, a grin on his face— well, as
