Andrew ran among the football fence, his jersey sticking to his body skin clad. He ruffled his sweaty hair, and sat on the bench. Grabbing his drink bottle, he gulped down a swig while watching the others on the team circle for half time. It was the game of the year. Andrew being the star quarterback, had a lot of expectations riding on him.

Andrew flicked his eyes around, trying to spot you in the bleachers.