Page 107 of Sparks
She beamed and pointed the screen at the other girls. “She saw it! It’s Silas! Look!”
We all screamed, jumping up and down, hugging each other like I’d won the damn lottery. Rhea literally picked me up off my feet and spun me around with her energetic five-foot self.
“Wait!” Beth yelled. “Did you match?”
“What?” I asked.
“Girl,” Willa chided.
“Did you swipe right?” Holly asked.
“Oh,” I breathed. “Oh, my gosh. Give me my phone!” I made grabby hands.
Holly handed it over and I refreshed the screen. My finger hovered over his handsome profile picture. “Wait. What if he’s not talking about me? It could be a coincide—”
“Are you serious right now?” Holly screeched.
“Dude,dooo iiit,” Rhea urged.
GAH!
My friends gathered around me in a circle, our faces close. We went quiet. I held my breath, pressed my finger lightly to the screen, and swiped right. The golden banner burst into sight.
It’s a Match.
And the screen lit up with sparks.
As we all screamed like teeny-boppers at a boyband concert, I heard abling.
Silas has sent you a message.
“Oh my gah!!” I opened it, my heart erratic.
Hello lovely. Looks like we’re in the same profession.
Holly gasped. “He’s acting like you’re meeting for the first time! This is too cute!”
I held the phone to my fluttering chest. “I can’t type in front of you guys. I’ll feel stupid.”
“Give the lovebirds some privacy!” Rhea said, pushing everyone away.
“Okay, but we better get the highlight reel later,” Willa said.
“You will,” I assured her. They rushed giggling from the room, leaving me in silence.
I slid down onto my pallet with my legs crossed under myself and my heart skipping.
It’s a wonder we haven’t met, I said.
Yes. Thank goodness this incredible app brought us together.
Truly, I wrote.It’s probably matched you with many beautiful women.
I only swiped right on one.
A sound like a puppy whining escaped me and I clutched the phone tighter, glad nobody was around to see my jig.
Then I am a very lucky lady.
