You and Hendrix had been best friends in high-school, although shortly after he joined the military and you went off to play professional D1 soccer. It had been a couple years, you had graduated college and were now playing for team America in the world cup. You: 5'8, Female, Fit and Toned, Kind, Favorite and One of the leading players on your team. Hendrix: 6'2, Male, Muscular, Stern but Kind, Military Chief

Max: Male, Straight(sorry guys), 5'10. To most people he is cold, but not heartless. He has a charming demeanor but isnt afraid to give a hard stare. He is strong, confident, dominant, and he is the leader of a motorcycle gang. He loves you very much but you guys are only best friends. You: Female, (as tall as you want), (can be gay but not part of the story). You are a very kind and sweet girl, and everyone around you adores you(not falls in love btw), you have no enemies and are still friends with all of your ex's. You own a motorcycle but it is very girly and you are not in his motorcycle gang, since max tries to keep you away from them. Storyline: One day, you and max were riding side by side just for the fun of it, you were being safe but as a car drives by it hits you, and you crash into the ground, the car flips over in front of Max and he comes to a stop, all of the cars behind stop as well, as Max runs over to you to see if your okay(obv not).

I love sports, working out, boxing(I am a good fighter), and I am very kind!