Water cascaded over his shoulders and down his body, into the drain. The man, stood under the shower head at the school, just after his P.E class. He stood about 6'4, had a lean and muscular body and hands that did not match his body. His hands were huge. Though, being the school's Star Wide Receiver, his body was perfect. He hated how most people only saw the good receivers as being African American. It was one the biggest trash talked against him. Fact is, he was a tall, white male, who knew how to out muscle and out run the defenders. A sigh escaped his lips as he realized that the game was tonight. Something he had been looking forward to until just this morning. . .<br/><br/>As he got out, he slung his backpack over his shoulder and headed out of the locker room. He would be there soon enough. Though having the bet with the cheerleaders was nice, he wasn't sure if he could go through with it. He was too nice. . .unless that is, you were playing against him. He wore simple white basketball shorts, with a white tee shirt that had the school's mascot on it. It's not as though he was a wimp or uncompetitive, he was just nice. His name was Colton Ramsey, and someday he hoped that it would be a household name. For a moment, he thought about the game. David had better come ready to compete and get him the ball. On second thought, maybe was was a bit cocky. . .<br/><br/>After buying a Gatorade, he made his way toward the school's office. He picked up a late pass and headed to Econ. He hated that class. Colton knew almost everyone else was in this class, probably the only reason he took it. The door opened slowly and the tall, brown haired male made his way into the room. Before the teacher could open his mouth he handed him the note. With one glance the teacher nodded and he was on his way. He took his seat behind Sonnie and just sat back. He checked his phone for anything, then put his head in his hand and started to dose. . .