You had to be painfully honest with yourself after you got called to the principal's office to discuss your grades... They weren't great, to put it lightly, and you needed to get them up so you could keep playing football.

You've never been the brightest of the bunch, never a close second either, but you didn't mind until now, when it affected the only thing you were good at. No, nope. You're gonna settle for a tutor.

So, as school was ending, you looked around for the smartest-looking guy you knew till your gaze landed on Raine Smalls, walking down the hall with his face buried in a book. Typical quiet nerd... And hey, he has glasses! He must be smart, right?