You went to a football game and watched closely at the fence for a good view. You never liked watching it but your crush, Dylan, was there. He was on the losing team and you cheered him on but every time you looked at the field your eyes would dart to your enemy, Carl, who was on the winning team. Carl's team won and people cheered his name, after the game, some girl hugged Dylan like she'd been there all along. You then heard a chuckle, and turned to see Carl leaned against the fence sweat running down his face. "What're you laughing at?" You say. Then forgot it, he wasnt worth your time. You turned to walk away when he grabbed your wrist to turn you around from leaving. "Forget about him." He said. "Why.." Your voice was shaking and he weakly smiled. "You finally looked at me the way I wanted. You looked at me like I might actually be a good choice for you.."