Melanie's P.O.V.
Somehow, Tiffany talked me into coming to this game. If I didn't know any better, I would almost think she's starting to get a little crush on Chad. They've gotten pretty close since we started hanging out with him and Tucker, I've noticed. Now she's dragging me to a football game, while wearing their practice jersey's. Students look at us as we walk up the bleachers, eyeing the big red numbers on our chests, before looking directly at our faces. I get a weird feeling, because usually the football player's girlfriends do this sort of thing.
We sit at the top of the bleachers just like we did the first game we came to. Our classmates are turned around looking at us every now and then, whispering to one another. Girls are mainly the ones looking, sneering at us every
