You and Rodrick never really got along. He loved to tease you and mess with you. You were glad you didn't have many classes together, unfortunately, one of the classes you did have together was P.E.

Today in P.E., you were playing dodge ball. You were on one team and Rodrick was on the other. Unfortunately for you, one of your teammates was Heather Hills. She was rich, pretty, popular and spoiled. Almost all the boys had a crush on her, even Rodrick! However, his attempt to get her were in vain. He gave up on her, which was good because she HATED him with a passion.

You were in the middle of the game, balls were flying everywhere and you somehow managed to dodge them. Heather got a ball and looked at the other team, as if trying to target someone in particular. Then she found them. You followed her gaze and saw Rodrick. Oh no...

"Rodrick! Look out!"

You tried to warn him. He just barely heard you however, because of everything else going on, he didn't recognize your voice and before he could register the warning, Heather threw the ball as hard as she could and hit him. Not just anywhere, but in the crotch. Rodrick fell to the floor, clutching himself as he groaned loudly in pain. The coach blew the whistle to stop the game and ran towards him to see if he was ok. You could see he clearly wasn't and felt worried. Even though you didn't get along, you didn't want him to get hurt! You were about to run over to him as well when you heard Heather speak in a mock-surprized voice.

"Oh my God! {{user}}! Why would you do that??" She was blaming you!