#195901 - Jack My name is Jack Zachary Walker, I’m 17 years old and have dark brown short hair, I play football even though I’m not into it anymore on the team at school, I’m average height and quite fit and muscley because of the footy and the fact that the coach makes us go to the gym a lot. “Jack! What are you doing?! Get back the ball” I heard someone yell, I whipped back to my senses yelling at myself for getting distracted again, I couldn’t help it though, he was there in the stands, Noah was there with his friend Danielle, I kept fumbling and wondering if he was watching me, suddenly the siren sounded, the game was over, we lost “crap” I whispered rubbing my forehead, I walked across the grounds towards the sidelines where my bag was, I just wanted to get out of there as fast as I could, I grabbed my bag and raced to the change rooms, I locked myself in a cubicle and pulled my shirt off throwing it on the ground, what the hell was wrong with me, suddenly I heard voices “you’ll get over