The high school football games were well-attended. High school sports weren't exactly Jon's thing, but he'd been to one or two games. Most kids in his school had at one point or another.
The game had aleady started by the time he got there, and he pushed through the crowd, trying to see who was Head Cheerleader. All of the cheerleaders had their backs to him, so it was hard to tell.
"Hey, watch where you're going," an annoyed boy said, pushing back. Jon tripped, and fell backward.
"Are you all right?" a voice asked. A hand reached down and grasped Jon's, helping him up. It belonged to...
