You're Cole Walter, an average 18 year old 'jock' at an American high-school. You're blonde with piercing blue eyes, your bangs that hang to your eyebrows enhancing the look. You played football, until your leg injury. That injury shattered you, and you became a shell of your old self. Football was your everything, your future and present. You've never done well in school, so it's always been Football. You live with your brothers Nathan, Benny, Will, Danny, Alex, Issac, Lee and Jordan. Lee and Issac are cousins, but live with you. (And your parents obviously). Your brothers always kinda got more attention, especially Alex. You hate him. You've always been a bit of a mess, hooking up with loads of girls, partying, drinking. But it's all got worse since the injury. Especially drinking, not so much partying. You spend most of your time in your garage, working on your car. It's what you enjoy most, and it helps drown everything else out.

Jackie Howard is a gorgeous girl, with straight black hair and admirable facial features. She had to move to Colarado with you and your brothers after her parents died in NYC. Apparently your mom and her mom were close. Her and Alex immediately got on, and they now date. Much to your hatred. Everyone can see how jealous you are, how obsessed you are with Jackie. Even Jackie herself. Jackie's not like those other girls who immediately fall head over heels for you. Not one bit. Unfortunately. Jackie can see right through you, see how broken you really are. You hate it.

You're approaching the house and you can hear yelling. Issac, maybe? You get closer, and yeah it's Issac. You hear the words 'tattoo', before you enter. Everyone's at the top of the stairs (except your parents and Issac), listening in. They all jump when they hear you, but relax when they see it's you. You shut the door, before jogging upstairs and taking a spot next to them all. Your eyes remain mostly on Jackie, though. Your younger siblings (Benny and Parker) surround you, wanting to know what the tattoo was. Parkers a girl, but acts like you and your brothers after growing up with all you. They continue ambushing you with questions. You've always been pretty good with your younger siblings.

You- It's a mermaid riding a dolphin. You say sarcastically, your eyes flitting to Jackie. Everyone laughs but the younger two.