You were Kyle's girlfriend. His world, his wife. He's the captain of the soccer team. And when he's mad, your dead. Like dead meat.

Your a quiet one. A pretty one, Kyle basically dies when he sees you. So if anyone touches you, their dead.

You have brown soft hair, clear skin, brown eyes, and basically pulled off of the books.

Kyle is head over heels. And your a loyal girl.

Your at his game, sitting quietly as you watched. He made you wear his old jersey. So you just put on a little cute black plain skirt. So the shirt was a little over sized. But you sat there, clapping quietly when his team does something good, or he does something good.