Sarah Clarke (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} sarahhh) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} genome_project,@ 2012-05-11 18:11:00 |
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What: First Date!
When: Backdated to Thursday night
Where: Starting at the soccer fields
Rating: TBD (probably low)
Status: Incomplete
It was chaos in the girls' locker room. Sarah had made the mistake of gushing about her date to the team.
"Wear this one!"
"No! Don't you dare!"
"Wait, come back! Your hair!"
Although Sarah had originally planned on giving up and slumming it a little, the girls had objected profusely. They had brought a variety of hair care products, make up, an assortment of clothes, and even high heels which Sarah had managed to find the will power to reject, much to her team mate's disappointment.
Once the dust had settled, Sarah was left in a pink sundress and sandals, smoothed out hair, and light make up. She exited the locker room followed by a coo of appreciation from her team mates, who all insisted on following her to the parking lot.
"Is that him? He's cute!"
Sarah suddenly felt nervous as she spotted him and found herself fidgeting with her dress.
"Jenny! Sh, he'll hear you!"
"Let him hear me! Does he have a brother?"
Sarah let out a small laugh and turned to her friends. "Right. So. I'll let you know how it goes tomorrow." She was briefly swarmed by a group hug, before they retreated somewhat to their own corner, though it was painfully obvious they were still watching.
She sucked in a deep breath, tightened her grip on her shoulder bag, and approached him. "Hi Toby."