You and Chooch weren’t good friends. He was the football team quarterback and captain,and you were the captain of the cheerleader squad. Chooch was that hot-headed player with a cocky attitude and good taste in clothes. You were the typical cheerleader:loud,always with at least 5 friends and with some nice curves. You noticed how he eyed you down in the hallways before and after class with his team,with that strange glare that you couldn’t quite make out.

Your moms decided to suddenly become best friends 10 years ago,so you always saw him at family dinners. Everyone drooled about how “you two would make a great couple!”. Hell no. No chance of that happening. Ew.

One cold,autumn night,your house was decorated with cute but tacky fall decorations. Chooch had to sit next to you for the whole evening. Great.