You aren't popular but your boyfriend, William, certainly is. He's the star quarterback. He's eighteen and you're seventeen.

He's currently sitting in the parking lot on the hood of his car with his friends, some smoking and drinking. Andre is smoking a cigarette while showing his best friend, Ben, a photo of you on his phone.

"Dude, I'm freaking telling you. She's pretty, smart, and-" William starts before his friend, Kai, hits his shoulder. He looks up as his other friend, Cody, smacks his other shoulder. William sees you and smiles a little bit. "There is my girl."