A/N: I've just started watching Friday Night Lights recently, went in search of fan-written stories and discovered an AU pairing I love: Tim/Julie, Tulie, whatever you want to call them. While reading every story I could find about them I became inspired to write one of my own.

This story begins at the end of "Upping the Ante" (season 1 episode 14), I've posted the scenes on YouTube to remind you guys, you can find the link in my profile.

Here's the first chapter! Don't worry, Tim will appear in the next chapter!

I asked Matt what he had done last night and he looked away before he replied. I should have known then he would lie, but I had hoped he would be able to give me an explanation I could believe, something that would justify my giving him the benefit of the doubt after some rally girl shoved the "charity" calendar in my face the second I got to school this morning. Finally turning to face him, I looked at him disbelievingly and couldn't resist shaking my head slightly before telling him I had seen the calendar.

"What?" Matt asked me dumbfounded. After I told him about the rally girls passing it around he launched into an explanation about kidnapping and nothing happening despite his being photographed in a hot tub practically naked next to some scantily clad rally girls. How am I supposed to feel when he was caught going to second base with not one, not two, but three other girls when we're supposed to be dating? He should know that I'm hurt, that I didn't want to see him in math. I'm supposed to be his girlfriend and he can barely kiss me, let alone take it to second base, and yet with those rally girls … the only thing I have in common with them is my hair color. They're older and more experienced and they treat the QB1 like a god rather than a real person.

If nothing happened, he shouldn't have felt the need to lie about it. Even though he admitted lying was dumb and apologized, it wasn't enough. I had thought he was different; believed that he wouldn't be just another jock and buy into the celebrity the town would give him for being the quarterback.

I had trusted him to want me.

I was able to hold onto what was left of my pride long enough to say in a weepy voice I hated myself for, "I'm sorry too." Walking away after telling him to go off with the rally girls and his football friends and leave me alone wasn't easy. I couldn't look back, it was all I could do not to breakdown in the middle of the hallway, but I didn't want him see how much his actions had hurt me nor did I want to give the gossip mill another reason to be talking about me.

He would have to be completely clueless to no realize that the rest of the students were talking about the calendar. As if being the girl who had taken the QB off the market wasn't enough to make the rest of the girls hate me, the image of my so-called boyfriend getting handled by a trio of rally girls would have them all racking their brains for something that could persuade him into being untrue. From the assessing looks people were giving me as I passed through the halls it wasn't hard for me to figure out that girls and guys alike were wondering how I had managed to catch their golden boy in the first place and what I had – or hadn't – done to drive him into the willing arms of those rally girls the night before.

The weight of everyone's stares and the sick feeling I had knowing they were all talking about me behind my back almost convinced me that leaving early was a good idea. Only after Lois pointed out that everyone would know I was hiding from this latest fiasco and that I would have to explain the onset of my sudden illness to my parents did I decide to suffer through the rest of the school day. I was so preoccupied with maintaining the pretense of being unaffected, that I hadn't thought about the playoff game that night. If I hadn't wanted to explain the situation to my parents to avoid my peers, I didn't want to try justifying being unable to support my dad at such an important moment of his career; as coach of the Dillon Panthers, this game was crucial. I knew I would have to attend the game that night, but I was not looking forward to it.

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