The Goldfish Principle
I felt like a total spy at the padel courts, lurking behind the fence while Maya stretched on court three. We'd been talking for weeks — DMs until 2 AM, shared Spotify playlists, that electric-and-lightning kind of connection that makes your stomach flip. But in person? I'd completely frozen.
"You gonna play or just spy all day?" My best friend Jayden nudged me, racquet bag slung over his shoulder. "She's literally looking over here."
I panicked. Started walking toward her. Then veered dramatically toward the water fountain like that was my plan all along. Smooth.
My phone buzzed. MAYA: "ur avoiding me lol"
The thing was, I'd built up this whole version of myself in our texts — confident padel player, super chill, had it all figured out. Reality: I hadn't played since summer camp, my serve was tragic, and I was basically a goldfish — three-second memory of anything cool whenever she was around.
Maya jogged over, all effortless in her tournament jersey. "You coming or what?"
"Yeah, just... warming up."
"You're at the fountain, bro." She laughed. Not mean. Just real.
Something cracked open in my chest. Maybe the goldfish memory wasn't forever.
"Okay, full disclosure," I said, finally meeting her eyes. "I'm actually terrible at padel. Like, embarrassingly bad. I've been avoiding playing because I didn't want you to see me eat it on the court."
Maya blinked. Then grinned. "Dude. I'm literally playing left-handed today because I jammed my wrist. We can be tragic together."
We played for twenty minutes. My serve went into the fence three times. She accidentally hit me with the ball once. But somewhere between the chaos and the laughter, the lightning hit different — not nervous butterflies, just... this. Me, terrible at padel, totally fine with it.
Later, Jayden found me watching the tournament bracket board.
"So?" he asked.
"So what?"
"So, are you gonna ask her to the fall dance or not?"
I checked my phone. MAYA: "tragic padel club next tuesday? ; )"
"Nah," I said, smiling. "I think she's gonna ask me."