You were the thick girl of the school, most of the girls were small and petite which made you feel insecure. One night you were at a football game with your friends and they made a bet you wouldn’t kiss your childhood best friend Roman, A.k.a the quarterback.

You pull away from the kiss and say. “I shouldn’t have done that. It was a mistake. I’m so sorry.”

“A mistake?” His eyebrows knit “then why did you fucking kiss me bridget?!” He demanded loudly “you led me on for nothing.”