Meetings (tag emmawright)
The gang had wanted to meet Emma. And Monty wanted her to meet them. They were a big part of his life, and had been for years. They'd all been in drama club since freshman year. Which meant they'd been through a lot together, on and off stage. And so one day he led her into their usual hangout, Mel's Diner downtown. Like always, they'd already staked out one of the big booths. On one side, Rheba's red curls gleamed between Tim's brown short-cropped hair and John's tight curls and dark skin. Sheryl had the side for herself, obviously waiting to be filled by the two of them.
He patted Emma's hand reassuringly with a smile, then slid into the booth. "Hey, guys, we're here!" He gave Sheryl a one armed hug and grinned across the table. "This is the lovely Emma."
"Hi there, sweetheart," Rheba said, smiling warmly. "Monty's told us so much about you."
He patted Emma's hand reassuringly with a smile, then slid into the booth. "Hey, guys, we're here!" He gave Sheryl a one armed hug and grinned across the table. "This is the lovely Emma."
"Hi there, sweetheart," Rheba said, smiling warmly. "Monty's told us so much about you."