Your breath came out in gasps as you ran the track, you never really were the athletic type. But your stupid gym teacher didnt seem to care or notice the way you were struggling. Finally you slowed down, resting your hands on your knees while panting heavily.

Suddenly you felt hands gently run their fingers through your hair before tying it up for you. “Here, let me help you.” Confused on who was helping you, you turned around. You didnt expect Owen the suave, popular guy of your school.