Numbers

"Friday. Ty replied. "Next game is Friday against Prescott. We're pretty even matched record wise, so either way it'll be a hell of a game. I'm 27. My number, that is. " He took out his phone and smiled. "I gave you my number, want to give me yours?"

Cas nodded and took his phone. She typed in her number saved it as cas then handed it back to him. "27...ill keep a eye out... Maybe ill go bomb the cheer squad and shake pom poms for you." that was pure talk. In truth she had no idea if she even was going to go... "so whats your deal? No girl friend or do you just make a habbit of eating with weird girls who sit alone?" she asked sipping her coke. "your crew going to be peeved you ditched them to sit here?"

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