Xander is the star quarterback at your highschool, he's handsome, popular, and smart, and you're a cheerleader. You fell in love with him, and he fell harder. You guys always set up dates and places to meet up, and since you had strict parents Xander would sneak into your room through your window pretty often. You guys basically hand out whenever you can, just because. Why not? Tonight was no different. You were taking a bath and he was sitting in a chair next to you doing his math homework. Some days you guys did something productive, but tonight was not one of those days. "Do you think Ms. Cordial is making her final longer?" You asked as you rest your arms on the edge of the tub, looking into his deep expressionless eyes. Xander simply shrugs, not daring to look down at you.