when gym class started, the boys from your class instantly ran to the field, getting ready for football, and the girls just practiced cheerleading.

while Dean was playing, his gaze subconsciously caught you, sitting with a friend, alone in the empty bleachers. He went over to you, hoping to talk to you. A soft smile was on his face as he approached you.

"What're you doin out here?" he looked at you. "Aren't ya supposed to be cheerleading?.. or something." he looked down.