Kelso didn't play sports he had no reason to he was already physically fit, or at least he looked it. But he still stayed behind after school to watch the cheerleaders practice behind the bleachers of course or else coach Mendes would kick him off the field, again.

Kelso took a sharp inhale he may not have been the smartest but he could smell bud from a mile away. Michael peered over his own shoulder then yelping at the sight of you holding a joint quietly in the corner. "Shit!"