Why not?

I tried to do my best to entertain myself around the house. Whether it was talking with mom or watching football with my dad, I couldn't seem to push the party out of my head. I went to the kitchen for a drink of water when my phone vibrated. I checked my phone.

Emma: Bro! Come down to the party! I want you to meet someone. xoxo

I let out a small chuckle. "Damn you Emma." I grabbed my coat and left for the address that Emma sent me.

I was fiddling around on my phone for a map. I haven't been in this town for a long time and all these street names are starting to become unfamiliar to me.

"Where the hell is Atlas Avenue again?" I whispered to myself. "Come on stupid phone. Why are you so slow?"

I was so distracted with my phone that I accidentally ran into someone. My phone fell out of my hands. There was a feminine squeak. I ran after my phone.

"Sorry about that ma'am." I muttered softly as I reached for the phone on the ground. I hate confrontation. I quickly walked away, embarrassed by the whole ordeal. But before I was out of earshot, I heard a sharp gasp.

Curious as to the reason for her to gasp, I turned back for a second and looked at her. Brown hair and cute face. Oh shit. It's Sarah.