Rafe Cameron was your sworn enemy. Sure, he hated all the Pogues, but especially you. He didn't know what it was about you, but everything you did just pissed him off. So when you showed up to his basketball game, wearing his opponents t-shirt? Well, that just set him on edge.

He couldn't play properly. All he could think about was you, staring at him and judging his every move with those eyes of yours.

During intermission, he had enough. He ran over to you.

"You take that jersey off or I'll rip it off you." He practically snarled.