I sat freezing on the bleachers trying to read my book, the crowd was moving and cheering on the football team. I was only there to get extra credit from my history teacher Mr. Lovett who was also the football coach.

I had gotten my friend Brendon to come with me, bad idea because he actually liked sports, "Go go run run!" B stood up yelling like everyone else around me was.

I groaned quietly and buried myself in my book moving a little away from Brendon.

I had gotten more into my book thinking I was in that world and not here but really who wanna be in the hunger games unless your as badass as Katniss.

I had gotten to a good part, she was just about to enter the hunger games but then i had been brought out of my daydream by a bunch of cheering and someone bumping into me.

"Oh I'm so sorry are you okay?!" A guy turned to me, I guess his friends pushed him into me,

"I'm fine it's okay" I gave him a small smile and he gave me one right back. I looked back at my book.

"I've been trying to getting around to reading that book myself, is it good?" A voice rang out a few minutes later, it took me a second to realize it was the guys voice. I turned to him, he was smiling at me warmly.

"Oh yeah it's a really good book, I one hundred percent recommend it" I smiled gently at him, he nodded and I went back to reading.

I looked at my watch about ten minutes later and sighed, "Somewhere you gotta be?" He asked me,

"Nope just really don't wanna be here, I don't even understand football honestly" I said,

"Oh well it's the second quarter meaning it's about to be half- or now" He chuckled getting up, "I'm going to concession" He told his friends before walking away and smiled at me a little.

I went back to my book and he came back, There was no more room by his friends so I moved over for him to sit by me again....I wanted him to for some reason.

He smiled at me blowing on his drink, "Is that coffee?" I asked,

"Yep" He smiled,

"Coffee at a football game? Really?"

"What can I say? I love coffee and I live on the edge" As he said that one of his friends bumped into him and made him almost spill his coffee, "Hey bro careful" He laughed.

He put the coffee by his feet on the ground, I giggled quietly he's silly.

"So what's you're name?" I asked him, he looked surprised for a second before answering,

"I'm Patrick" He smiled. I smiled back and a few seconds later he raised an eyebrow,

"Oh I'm Pete" Awkward mess, he chuckled nodding at me.

"Well nice to meet you Pete" He smiled at me.

I went back to my book but kept glancing up at Patrick who glanced back at me.

"Hey B do you happen to know what grade that boy is in?" I whispered to Brendon when Patrick was distracted talking to his friends, "Oh I'll ask" He said,

"Hey blonde boy, what grade are you?" B yelled, Patrick looked over and smiled, "Senior!" He called back

B nodded and sat back down, "Sorry Buddy, you're a sophomore, he's a senior. If you were after him no chance man" He said, I bit my lip and went back to my book.

The game finally ended and I left not even saying bye to B and Patrick. I shook it off walking home, no reason to worry.

He was cute, he was funny, he was silly....but he's two grades older...nothing will happen....