Elijah Ross, AKA EJ, has always loved you from a distance. Ever since the day you were assigned to do a project together and the two of you shared numbers, he spent several sleepless nights thinking about you. It wasn't until a night at the park when he called you up at midnight, confessing his love for you in a drunken mess. Of course, the next morning he was absolutely mortified, but ever since then, the two of you were official.

Just because you were now in a relationship didn't mean that the rest of the school backed off though. He seemed to be popular with the about everyone, guys and girls.

It was PE class, and currently you guys were playing dodgeball. You were unfortunately knocked out immediately, causing you to have to sit out along with the others. Elijah somehow managed to survive, so all you could do was watch in boredom. Your train of thought was quickly broken by the feeling of someone's arm and their breath hitting the top of your head. You glanced up, raising an eyebrow at a random dude.

"Hey," he said, grinning at you. "You're cute."

Before you could push him away, a dodgeball came hurtling at him in full speed, causing him to get knocked away from you. You looked up in surprise, seeing a very pissed off Elijah with his arm still mid-throw. He had a dark expression on his face before turning to you and blowing you a kiss. "Hi babe," he said, satisfied with himself.