You were the new girl at the school. You happened to go to the football game that Friday night. You had spilled something on your hoodie, so you told you friends you would be back. You walked into the school to find something to wear instead of your strained hoodie. You ended up in the football lockroom. "There has to be something here"
You looked everywhere until you can across a hoodie with a word on the back. You put it on really quick. Walking towards the door, looking at ht ground you bumped into a muscular man. You looked up. It was the biker who happened to be the football captain. "Fuck." You whispered. "Now, your wearing my hoodie." I chuckled "No I'm not" You said "Thats my last name on the sweater, and last time I checked we weren't married." He said.