But you have already found another

Someone prettier

Kinder

Smarter

Livelier

Better than me 

In every which way

The cadence sounded around me as we marched. Left, right, left. Left, right, left. The stands were coming closer. I could see people watching our every move. Left, right, left. Left, right, left. We were there, the whistle shrieking around us. Slowly, we went up the bleachers and stood for a minute, just looking about. I sat, just as he took the seat next to me. We sat in silence for a while and watched the game with little interest, listening to the noise of the cheerleaders, the football players, the chattering of students. I could see someone imitating the cheerleaders’ routine. Suddenly, he elbowed me; I elbowed him back. He laughed; I tried not to smile. No success. He launched into one of his ridiculous family stories, making me throw my head back and laugh. Why I was listening so intently, I have no idea. But he was an upperclassman, too good for me. I looked away, my heart sinking—