It was the championship.
I was watching the football game between my school and a university from New York.
I wasn’t there because Alex insisted I went neither was it because I was interested in what team went up with the cup that night. Don’t get me wrong, I was rooting for my school team. I was just saying that I would be indifferent if the other team went home with the cup. Or maybe that was how I felt before.
I wasn’t at home with Dylan that night or at a party. I was at the football game only because I was invited by the star quarterback, Ian.
I could see him from where I was sitting. He was all I could look at. I mean I knew no one else on that field. My eyes followed his every movement. I wanted the school team to win now more than ever. Now that I know how much football me to
