We walked outside to the football field for practice. It's cold outside, and I forgot my jacket. Dang it! I'm shivering.

"Hey are you cold?" Ron turned to look at me. He had a concerned look on his face.

"N-n-no." He could tell I'm lying. Its October of course I'm lying.

"Here," He handed me his football jacket (letterman jacket apparently), "Just in case." He walked over to the field. I looked at his jacket for a second. It's so cold… I put it on. It's so warm and smells so good. I feel like Ron cares for me. I mean I know mom and Edward care for me, but I feel… loved… by Ron too. It's a bit too big for me but I love it.

I went and sat on the bleachers, snuggling more into the jacket. I like watching football. I haven't really seen any other sports. But I like watching football. I looked on the sleeve and saw the number four. So Ron is four. I looked on the field for him. There he is on yard line twenty. He's looking at me. He waved I smiled and waved back. That seemed to make him happy because after that he played really awesome. Or that's just his normal playing. Edward's number fourteen, I didn't pay much attention to him. After practice I walked down the bleachers to meet up with them.

"Did you like watching us?" Ron asked. Of course I did.

"Yes."

"Are you ready?" Edward came over.

"Yes." We started walking. My leg is killing me. I don't think I'll be able to walk around the mall all day. By time we got to the parking lot I was limping again, the whole school day didn't help.

"Where do you want to sit?" Ron looked at me.

"I don't care." I was still looking at the ground. He opened the back door to Edwards black jeep and let me in. I scooted to the middle and he got in next to me.

"You can sit up front." Edward told Ron.

"It's fine." He smiled. I kinda don't want Ron to sit up front, I want him to sit next to me.

"Ok." And we left the parking lot to go to the mall.