What were you doing here? In the stands of your high school football stadium, swarmed by other teenagers. Watching him. No-- watching the match.

Jason scored and scored again, something that was more than indicative of him at this point, until the match reached half-time. Seeming to be pointing behind you, Jason flashed his charming smile - which had most girls swooning.

It wasn't until the girls behind you gasped, it was obvious he was smiling at... you? Oh God, this wouldn't go down well.