The First Score

There was something about that first score, and not just on the football field.

I loved all of life's firsts, which was why I'd been saving mine for one girl, my older sister's best friend-Hazel Jones.

She was tough and sarcastic with walls around her heart as tall as a football stadium, but I knew she was the one for me.

Desperate times called for desperate measures and I'd have done anything to make her mine.

Like create a fake online persona. Lie about my age. Pretend I wasn't some naïve virgin.

And catfish the hell out of the love of my life.

Contains mature themes.