The rugby player and the Nerd

Everyone cheered with enthusiasm as the boys from our school passed the rugby ball to each other. Their attackers tried to snatch the ball from them but they couldn't, east high is undefeatable and unstoppable they have skills in this sport like no one else has, it’s their passion, it’s their power, they have never lost a game before, in their entire life. I scanned the battlefield to find the ball keeper, when my eye caught it, it was in the hand of a west high player, he’s on the opposite team, he looked really pleased and joyful that he has the ball in his possession, but his happiness didn't last so long because a player from east high robbed the ball from him and ran passing the other players and not paying attention to his team mates, he had only one goal, which is crossing the line. He dodged his enemies with his big shoulders knocking them down, there was only ten seconds left until the game ending. The crowd started counting as the boy who has the ball ran. “10….9….8….7….6….5….4….3….2….1” In that exact second he passed the victory line and a bell rang signaling that the game’s over. The crowd cheered as he started doing some kind of a happy dance, his eyes scanned the crowed smiling, then his eyes caught mine and he smirked at me, I think we were having a moment until his teammates jumped on him and ruined it. His head popped up from under the pile and he scanned the crowed again, his eyes landed on mine again. When he saw me he gave me a wink and went back to his teammates. Sweet veronica this isn't good.