"He doesn't even know who I am." Candice sat back, huffing. "How is he ever going to know who you are if you're going to keep staring at him from afar?" I stared at her, eyebrows furrowed. "What do you mean?" "Autumn, he's a jock. You only get his attention if you're one, too ." I blinked in confusion. "But, I'm not a jock." Candice rolled her eyes like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Then, become one."