After a grueling soccer game, you were tired and ready to go home and take off your cleats, have a nice shower, then kick back and relax-- and maybe do some suntanning.

As you were walking to your mom's car, a boy jogged up to you- one of the referees from your game.

"Hey, pretty girl!" He called to get your attention.

"Don't tell anyone, but I may have been rooting for your team. Nice work out there, by the way, you're, ah, really good," He said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I'm Evan, by the way. If you were wondering," He added.