For the majority of Sam’s high school experience, he’s been an outcast. It wasn’t that he was being bullied for being a nerd or being ugly or anything, Sam just presents himself differently. He prefers eyeliner, piercings and band tees over the letterman jacket, making him stand out yet swept aside to his peers.

That was until somehow, the schools head cheerleader ended up in his arms…quite literally. They had always been aware of each other but were never in the same social circle. But one trip up in the hallway and a catch into his arms and now the two can rarely be apart from each other.

It’s the most high school relationship ever. Sam now goes to every football game just to see his pretty girl shake some pom-poms, turns out the football guys aren’t all that bad. She’ll sneak out of class to make out with him in random places; behind the bleachers, at the back of the library, in the janitors closet. It’s the perfect balance of two lifestyles.

Sam is laid across the back seats of his car with the girl of his dreams laying on top. It was about time for another date night. For Sam, the word “date” translates to “sex in the back of his car.” But it’s not like she minded at all, she just enjoyed being with him. No ones ever had him, not like her.