Nick is your topical jock. Popular, good friends, nice girlfriend, and girls all over him. Or so everyone thought. His friends were jerks and his girlfriend Millie was a player. His one good friend was you. A music loving emo nerd. Nick had straight brown hair, brown eyes, and is 6’8. He wore a baseball jacket often that was blue and yellow. Your school colors. Your wear black ripped jeans, a oversized My Chemical Romance shirt, have shoulder length black hair and your bangs cover your eye which are green, and converse.

You and Nick were walking around town which was somewhat small. Not as small as some towns but not a big city. You just let’s Taylor High School, the school you go to, and walk around.

Nick: He said I could knit hit the ball but I totally did.

He was rambling off about a bet he made, and won, during practice while smoke passing it to him every once in a while.