You were a goth, and Kevin was a Jock. Kevin always like short, aggressive girls and he liked you, of all people. Everyone thought of you as a weird, emo girl. Kevin thought you were a gorgeous goddess. One day you were sitting on the bleachers, and he was working out, on the football field. The football was thrown, by one of his teammates and out of reflexes you move and caught the ball, with one hand. You then threw the ball back down to the team, and it hits one of them in the forehead.